https://pony.fm/tracks/42582-where-we-find-ourselves-ft-shobieshy-prod-lorentz

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[Ditherer]
It’s Season 3 and I’m less wise:
Think that I lead my best life or that Rarity could get Spike
My head’s rife with the less bright colors
And others would guess right I don’t get my druthers
Got lots of merch, not for livery
But so the corporate fuck’s can let the show be what it tried to be
A plot not discerned - now it feels like someone lied to me
A hot Topic shirt - no it doesn't say "IRONY”
Yesterday they made Clashgroove
If we can just get ourselves an opening we’d pass through
On episode 65, sing a last tune
Or ten, I’d say fuck ponies but that’s lewd
Got no alicorn apologists in these quarters
Try not to panic, I’ve been waiting to receive orders
We thought the show would grow forever
Til it broke into the world and we were singing Winter Wrap Up on the streetcorners

Now I play a voluntary pariah
Because I can't afford the gold coin the ferries require
Bury reprisal for all the time I wasted on it
Friends had already left, learned to take the losses
The Cure threw me down the descent prescribed
And even though I’d second-guess and relent in time
2013’s the year that I said goodbye
It’s not your fandom that died, motherfucker, it's mine.

[ShobieShy]
Speaking from a late perspective
All the hate and lectures
Create discrepancies
Just make amends with these defenders

Making fractures in the fandom
Like a spastic with one hand on
A massive wheel heading
For disaster, you’re regressors

Season 3 was my start (Get ready)
Fandom music going strong (it’s heavy)
Witnessed when it fell apart (Spaghetti)
People start deleting songs (It’s petty)

It’s bullshit, I went and said I won’t quit
Dope hits removed like a part of my soul did
We gon’ win, spitting hoping I won’t blow it
Going down in history as the one who owned it

Met interesting folks, they gave me a home
I wasn’t alone, got me into the zone
Now we got people like woot, ginger, and Vy
Steppin in causing this whole rigamarole

I loved what the fandom was, and what it can be
But you pansy pricks are poisoning the candy fancy
that, you can leave. Wack that you nancy’s
Are clinging to the fans en masse

If you wanna leave, do it, make the fandom a better place
Less hate going around is better for my sanity
And I’ll pay, to see you all leave and not come back to stay
And to give it all a name, here’s one, Ginger-gate