Tryouts

i remeber my first tryouts and my second and third too all the fear and holy hell the judges put me through i felt so belittled man they put me on the rack and now that im a seanoir this is my chance to give back
I'll uphold the great tradition
With these young lives on my watch
Let's set the stage, I've come of age
To be a raging, castrating
Biotch, biotch



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Writer(s): Thomas Kitt, Amanda Devon Green
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