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There's no such thing as talent
So scream what you feel and offer what you think
Cause nothing you make can be wrong

Ignore the advertisements
You don't ned to be skinny. the image ain't worthy
Just be a fucking good person

But don't be so blasé
You're indifference is ugly, gonna make you feel ugly
Gonna eat you all up inside

And it's destructive and painful
To see gods made out of the jaded and cynical
And it's so depressing to see
The future shaped out by the loudest and the angriest

Now I'm not saying you can't be angry
I'm not saying you shouldn't be mad
I'm just saying that it will temporarily blind
From all the beautiful and positive things

Like how all the people on the street
Live amazing, unique, sentient lives
There are libraries full of books
Full of friends, full of nick nacks and nooks
Full of significant others that you haven't met yet
That could make your life the opposite of a living heck

You've gotta take ahold of your life
You've gotta make it better before you die
You've gotta make a sense of this mess
Prioritize what you love and fuck all the rest

You're a whole entire human soul
Express who you are, before you don't have the chance anymore