Industry of Infamy

This is an industry of infamy I refuse to believe

That you do for the passion you let your mind and heart be rationed

Music is my life its something that cant be priced

You lead with your greed and you want me to believe

You take this seriously but

I think that you take back all that's been given out of creativity

I put everything I have into this and to me brilliance still exists

You focus on a dollar sign rather than a creative mind

You want a mind that can be sold mine wont be controlled

I wont take let you what this has given to me

What its given to me

A purpose and a drive something,

I cant hide something worth doing in a positive light

I wont fit your stereotype

You work in a business of deceiving

But my words my heart my life have a meaning and music

For a constructive youth is something worth achieving

But this time I wont let your lack of sincerity get a hold of me

This is where you end

You end where we begin