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you call me up and tell me that you want to talk tosomeone who's going to help youclassify your credattempt to be indifferent but it doesn't work outit's difficult to try to justify your headall you seem to do is hang aroundyou're a parasite, call it what you likeyou're a parasite, got such a nasty bitewant to be a part of something, just fashionmight as well listen and look just like thatdemean yourself in public if you really want toend up being nothing but a boring pratlike to mention all the cool gigsthat you've been tolike mention all the cool bands that you've metit's a fascinating diatribe of great proportionshowever I would prefer to punch my own head
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