Fashion Victim

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We came, we saw, they left, their gone. Same old dance, same old songs. Im sick of your fashion shows. Impressed with all the merch you've sold. Am i the only fucking one who can't even relate at all? You all look the same. Cherish your hardcore gold on ebay. You all sound the same, everything we stand for, they pissed away. Use your mommys credit card. "merch swap" can suck my dick. Start using the internet for positives. Another fucking Leeway "rip"? I could really give a shit. These are things that no longer hold significance, and now i know well never be the same. I wish i could relate. We were supposed to be birds of a feather man. But now all you are to me is another fashion victim.

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from No One Gets Buried With You, released May 12, 2015

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