The Callout - High hopes

This is a callout to anyone with sadistic needs

Uncaring, terrifying to those in its wake

Somewhat jaded at the thought of what you have become

A sudden chill displays its more than a cheap thrill

You relied on fear, you relied on fear

What misfit brought you to this world?

You must suffer the consequence

No ill fate would do you wrong

How don’t you hate yourself?

If i was you I would have ended it way before

You’re a mess, hoplessly sick

Only tricks will drape your sleeve

Have you always been twisted

I’ve always known, you are so hopeless

You hurt you kill, you hurt you kill, what is it worth?

Nothing as far as I can see

Desperate, for a life for a heart, meaning to be

Bullshit you were always cold

Bullshit you were always cold

This is a callout to anyone with sadistic needs

I’ll carry, terrifying to those in its wake

Somewhat jaded at the thought of what you have become

A sudden chill displays its more than a cheap thrill

You relied on fear, you relied on fear

What misfit brought you to this world?

You must suffer the consequence

No ill fate would do you wrong

You sub-human fuck

You sub-human fuck