Deal with the devil, nothing in return That’s how I live and I never learn. Meek is what I’ve become. So I seek distance from everyone. Tell me am I alone? Tell me do these words hit home. Tell me, do you feel like I feel?
Death is, I tell you, I don’t care how many screams you hear, I don’t care how many anguished cries. Death is a million times preferable than ten more days of this life.
