Boy did you disappoint
Finish the job, maybe
Big promises that you made
Me left holding the baby
Your grandiose idea's
No bottle to see them through
Anal view on peoples life's
They came back to haunt you
Everyone has their baggage
Yours was an overload
It was toxic, and venomous
Thats why it did explode
I gave you my friendship
You threw it back like a lout
Warnings were there about you
But I, gave benefit of doubt
You had your exciting career
Can't dine on that forever
How would I define ones success
Common decency, its nothing clever
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