Perfect Isn't Better...Trust Me

Does anyone feel alone
In a dark, condemned world
With nothing to call your own
In this demonished underworld

Do you feel harsh eyes
Buring into your back
As they devise
Their next attack

It's hard to survive
When you have nothing to live for
When you're deprived
Of the blood and gore

It seems everybody fits in
Everybody but you and me
Yet we see their deadly sins
Of callousness and jealousy

I'm surrounded by the shallow
But I have reasons to believe
That they will follow
If we achieve.