Talented

Ten writers on one song
Fuck the truth let's just get 'em to sing along
Poppin' pills and getting fucked up
Like it's fun to be sick
They like to keep us dumb
Make it our job to forget
Forget, forget, forget

Oh, you're so talented
Or are we just under the influence?

Gay boy too sad
Too soft, too sharp, too dark
Too goddamn political
Too loud, too queer, too feminine
Too rough around the edges
Like a razor blade confession

They like to keep us dumb
Make it our job to eat shit

Oh, you're so talented
(You're so talented)
Or are we just under the influence?

Oh, you're so talented
(You're so talented)
Or are we just under the influence?

Can I scream?
Can I be angry?
Here's a pop song for the pop charts
A factory farm death march

Can I scream? (Can I scream)
Can I be angry? (Can I be angry)
Put your hands in the air and black out again
Capitalist nepotism is in

Oh light up, drink
Don't stop, don't think

Oh you're so
Oh you're so
T-t-t-talented

Oh, you're so talented
(You're so talented)
Or are we just under the influence?
(Under the)

Oh, you're so
(Show me what you got, show me what you got)
Oh, you're so
(Show me what you got, show me what you got)
Oh, you're so
(Show me what you got, show me what you got)
Oh, you're so
You're so
You're so
Talented
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