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Rumors, gossip, I can't stand it, if I hear anymore I'm gonna be sick. Everyone's problems are your pleasure, talking down on others makes your lives better, you're useless. 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. You're us |