| The seaside vultures are swarming as their heroes return home*
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| They consume off the popularity they might gain.
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| False praise and fake smiles.
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| You watch from your closet, your clothes so tight,
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| And the girl on your arm is just for tonight
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| Swallow up the false friends, idle chat and cheap drinks,
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| For tomorrow is just the race to see what’s in next.
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| Suck the dick of what gets you noticed,
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| But ‘noticed'is just another tagged photo.
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| These seaside vultures ruined my town, my old friends and my ex-loves,
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| I never want to go out again.
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| Give up, get dropped, lose out. |