Subtract the greed that spurs you on and there¡¯s no room for them in your shitty scene. Feeding on a carcass to sustain a following. Nobody wins. You want it all and you spoil it for nothing. The Scene is dying. You bleed it dry. You¡¯ll get what you want. You feed on us, but you¡¯re so wrong. Now running out of fuel who worships you. You persecute you. The music fails you. Who hails you? The royalty of a shitty scene. It¡¯s a joke you can keep it.
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