Where Did Our Talents Go? - Versus You

We get our drugs from our pharmacists

Are we all getting ready for the moving day?

We have all become over-worried these days

Or maybe we’re just accepting it

A hundred different pens are telling the same story

A hundred different sheets on a hundred different floors

This is our last chance to fuck it up

We noticed that the stars are just stars

And that there’s just nothing more to it

I guess we already fucked it up big time

Who will breathe for us?

Where did our talents go?