you'll be the first to judge, the first to cast doubt.
the first to point fingers and the first to bail out.
king of the drama circus, crave the spotlight.
you bottom feed off our efforts, you f___ing parasite.
so don't talk until you take a walk in my chucks.
what the f___, i guess you're s___ out of luck.

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