Little Scream Privileged Child
Pretty people with family connections
Trying to tell me about their lack of convention
I've learned to smile through this
Moving through worlds like a stewardess
New York parties with people who'd never
Speak to me if I didn't know someone better
They're trying to get close to
Seeing if I'm a pawn or a knight to em
Just another friendly sociopath
Trying to be a gate keeper in my path
He knows I see through him
Thinks I'm a danger to him
Because I don't mind burning bridges to gated houses
I don't want to live in
Where the things you used to laugh at are the things that are in style
And now you want to own them with your politician's smile
But poverty's a feeling money just can't buy
Go hang your head and cry
You privileged child
Gentry girl with a bohemian heart
Practiced conversations of how she lives for her art
She feels disempowered
Her turtleneck is two thousand dollars
She reads the New Yorker and Neuchâtel
She knows a hard-luck story plays very well
She thinks she can claim it
While cashing her father's last name in
Listen, I don't begrudge the things you've been given
I wish everyone could see the same way of living
We get nothing from hard breaks
But the right to claim it, for f..ck's sake
And it's not yours to take it and take it and take it
And fake it and fake it
When we all know you were born to make it
And the things you used to laugh at are the things that are in style
And now you want to own them with your educated smile
But poverty's a feeling money just can't buy
Go hang your head and cry you privileged child