Rumors, gossip, the same old shit. If I hear anymore I'm going to be sick. Everyone's problems are your pleasure. Talking down on others makes your lives better. Blah, blah, blah, here we go again. I'll never see the day when this bullshit finally ends. You're the one who keeps the rumor mill alive and I'm burning it down, I hope that you're inside.
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