I Feel Your Pain

I Feel Your Pain by Jita FM I Feel Your Pain... I drag myself home from the office gray, Drop my bag on the floor, brush the daylight away. Warm leftovers, cold coffee, whatever’s around, The ritual of veterans who live half underground. Then I fire up my PC, let the fans start to roar, EVE launcher still sleeping like a dog on the floor. But before I hit “Play,” I make one fatal mistake, I open zKillboard and my soul starts to ache. Oh no… There it is, sitting right on the top… A crime so expensive it makes time stop… I feel your pain, I swear I feel it deep. It’s not my loss, but this…