[Intro] “Wait… did anybody mention Gibson?” “…No.” “I HAVE TEN EXAMPLES—” [Verse 1] One Gnosis dies somewhere down the chain, Gibson hits Discord, makes it his campaign. Nobody tagged him, nobody said his name, But somehow every story becomes about him again. "I've been blobbed!" — yeah, we know the score, Ten more examples nobody asked for. High-sec warrior, watching from afar, Backseat FC like he knows who you are. [Pre-Chorus] Every fight, every post, every thread he sees, "How can I somehow make this about me?" Dig through the archives, find another tale— Here comes Gibson, completely off the rails. [Chorus] RENT FREE — IN GIBSON'S HEAD! Wasn't about him — now it is instead. TEN MORE STORIES — NOBODY ASKED! Keyboard warrior, typing fast. COPE HARD — MAKE IT ABOUT YOU! Every damn time, that's what you do. Tuesday night, you know what's next— GIBBER GAB! RENT FREE IN GIBSON'S HEAD! [Verse 2] Tuesday comes and the microphone's hot, Time to explain every opinion he's got. High-sec council assembled again, Backseat fighting from the safety of ten. Three-hour rant like he's settling scores, Talking 'bout people who aren't thinking of yours. "I don't care!" — then talks all night, Nothing says "rent free" quite like Gibson tonight. [Breakdown] "I really don't care about these guys…" "Anyway, here's everything they did wrong." "This reminds me of the time I was blobbed—" Nobody asked, Gibson. [Final Chorus] HIGH-SEC GIBSON! BACKSEAT FC! EATING ASMR! MAIN CHARACTER ENERGY! RENT FREE! GIBBER GAB! RENT FREE IN GIBSON'S HEAD! [Outro] "Anyway… I don't care." "But I have ten examples—"
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