Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Eminem’s song “When I’m gone”.
Quick note: in case it is not obvious,
It’s mainly on the sixth book.
The first verse is Draco speaking and then, his father talking to him.
First chorus is Draco speaking to the good guys in general.
The second verse is Draco’s point of view.
Second chorus is Draco speaking to Harry.
The third verse is Harry speaking…err, complaining about how Voldemort and his followers ruined and are continuing to ruin his life. Then, he talks to Draco a bit. Then he just talks about the battle.
Third chorus repeats chorus 2.
Enjoy!
“When I’m wrong”
Yeah… it’s my life…
(Hey Malfoy!)
My own words I guess…
Have you ever longed for something so much, you’d give a wand for?
Not the expression, no,
Literally give a wand for?
When it will ease your heart,
And is worth all that you honor?
When you’re but a boy
Wanting some praise from your father.
A dark snake on your arm, a
Firm doubt along your nights too?
And every spell that you perform
Is but a curse, despite you.
What happens when it becomes your main source of disdain?
“Draco, there’s much to gain!”
I can’t slay, it’s just insane!
Starting to harm me,
The task, hard on me,
Punish me!
“I dunno…”
“Don’t play,
Why can’t you see
The lord is busy?
“‘Cause he’s fighting the wrong, Muggles we want out of sight.
“He shares his righteous regards
On who merits power and might.
“Enduring Purebloods need a strong
And powerful leader.
“So, we are undercover
Loyal and vicious Death Eaters.”
I obey, see…
Yea, we Malfoys are crazy!
But he made me
And tonight,
No one out there can save me.
And when I’m wrong,
Keep going on, show scorn.
My choice,
To conceal
The desperate tone from my voice
In public
Is just my way of defying
And simply not joining in
The bloody obsessive ring,
Planning attacks…
And when I’m wrong,
Try not to be forlorn.
Rejoice
When you learn
Of my pathetic inner voice.
Just know that,
I’m looking down on you smirking,
‘Cause you’ll never doubt a thing,
I won’t admit any pain,
A simple fact.
I keep having this dream,
I’m being tortured, Crucio pain,
I hear screaming, I feel my throat rasping.
I’ll heave my final sigh…
Why? Why persist denying?
“Save me!
“Father, please save me once more!
“Father, I’m dying!”
I always wake up,
I always say, “This is the last time!
“I won’t take orders no more,
The choice is mine!”
He’s casting hexes in front of my path, trying to block it.
With great ease,
He would believe
Voldemort’s bullshit!
From the Dark market,
He’d buy a rather lavish locket.
Or buy a sculpture,
“You should keep this safe, Draco, for our future.”
I’d step back, but evil just seems getting nearer.
These Hogwarts walls must be talking ‘cause man I can hear ‘em.
They’re saying, “You’ve got one more chance to do right,
And it’s tonight.
“Now go out there and tell ‘em you don’t want to retaliate.
“Set your priorities, you’re not a vengeful soul!
“Just turn to the mage,
Like Ron,
Tell Dumbledore what’s on.
“You can’t kill him.”
And when I’m wrong,
Attack with charms, just warn.
Your choice
To stay real,
To bear the scar on your face…
A look at
The way your loved ones are dying
And how you are suffering…
Your lightning bolt keeps burning,
Swing your wand back!
And when I’m wrong,
Recall, it won’t last long.
Not nice,
All those times
You look up to paradise.
I’m sure that
They’re looking down on you smiling,
Parents’ eyes softening,
Parents are proud, you’re not vain.
Fight Voldy back!
Hear me my example.
I won’t accept defeat!
‘Cause one supposes
The Chosen One is surely pleased
As it is now,
But all I want to do is shout!
I’m seething. Just had,
This dread so eerily profound.
I glance ‘round.
Ain’t relieved by what I’m seeing!
Always hits me:
Death’s upon me, every evening!
No time for Quidditch season.
Always suspecting treasons!
Just pondering sadly
On how life is self-deceiving.
My life is so bad,
Early on, lost mom and dad.
And I couldn’t enjoy
Living, like the young lads.
My looks are haunted.
I don’t even know what I’m doin’!
I disappoint,
Fail an’
On my way keep going.
Plus, Malfoy wait,
I’ll maybe add,
You made the choice.
Now don’t pretend you’re selfless and think a moment of us.
Clear in your taunts,
In your sneer that is quite deep…
Really a shame,
And we wonder why you’re such a creep!
Say it’s your father’s will,
Yea, I bet you you will.
Try, justify it,
Yeah, warp it,
Be unreal.
Just take a pause,
Take a look around and see
Can’t Muggles be
Treated the same as you want to be?
I glance around,
The ones that I need are absent.
Not really to blame,
So I suggest you drop it!
The sky darkens, a light flashes.
The rain pours down like mad and splashes
Land burnt to ashes.
I can’t just give up,
Anger starts ringin’,
Fury’s emittin’,
Real thing and
Tommy’s twin wand’s swingin’.
Dementors fly around and kiss, our
Patronuses differ.
We achieve and strongly fight for a better future.
We won’t give up ya’…say!
And when I’m wrong,
Attack with charms, just warn.
Your choice
To stay real,
To bear the scar on your face…
A look at
The way your loved ones are dying
And how you are suffering…
Your lightning bolt keeps burning,
Swing your wand back!
And when I’m wrong,
Recall, it won’t last long.
Not nice,
All those times
You look up to paradise.
I’m sure that
They’re looking down on you smiling,
Parents’ eyes softening,
Parents are proud, you’re not vain.
Fight Voldy back!
A/N: What would you give a wand for? I’d give mine for reviews! Did you like it? Tell me what you think!