misery loved company,
and i loved it,
misery had it's hands around my hips,
misery left a taste on my lips.
misery tasted bitter,
but as it makes it's way down my neck,
it makes my skin scream,
and i have no idea if it's because it hurt or because i loved the way it did.
misery marked my skin,
it tainted it,
misery wasn't just a notch on my bedpost,
that night I sold my soul to it.
misery loves me,
i love it,
misery loves company,
my soul belongs to it.
19:30
