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I've been things

Ugly things

Terrible, sleepless-night, rotten things

but you

You make them look like a Rembrandt to me

Such a saint

That's your paint

Hide your true colours, but I've seen

Your heart is black

Black, so black it pisses oil, yeah

You won't get always away with murder

You will not fool anyone forever

You're the king of bottom feeders

A leecher through and through

The worst among the scumbags

You're the lowest of the low

You backbite

Parasite

You point the fingers to others,

when its' you

You are the first to suck anyone dry

Overused

Lame excuse

Save your dick breath in your lungs

Grow a pair

And face retribution today