misery loves company...What kind of world do we live in?misery loves company...
Why do the inferior hearts hurt ours?
A rhetorical question some might say,
but I want answers, now!
We are the chosen and they are just a choice.
Bitter and hollow, rotting in their hatred.
Why can't they leave well enough alone?
Meddling and peddling a new scent of shit.
I want to know the truth but if this is reality,
then give my ignorance back.
He bleeds for you, from you, and in spite of you.
You repay him by inflicting ne
