What have your dreams done for you, boy?
You still live in a world you hate
What has your romantic idealism done for you, boy?
It’s given you nothing but a broken heart
Why did you ever reach out in excitement boy?
You should have known you’d come back empty handed
Why did you dare to feel so deeply boy?
Pain follows Pleasure like night follows the day
You came out of your shell and was it worth it, boy?
You’re in the fires of hell how does it feel, boy?
You’ll get everything you deserve, boy.
Everything a fool deserves.
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