Roots

Welcome to the fashion show
 Fuck what you did to earn it, tell me who you know?
 Sign the contracts so you can't leave us when you grow
 We own you now, make no mistake
 Better look 'em in the eye, do what they say, for your career's sake
 Who do you think you are?
 Would you change everything about
 Yourself, just to be a star? (Just to be a star)
 Pucker up just to get an audition (suck up)
 Now here's a mint for all that ass you'll be kissing
 (I'm goin' back to my roots)
 We're goin' back to our old ways, everything was gold days
 Where have they gone? Where are they?
 Now, we see, that you were leading us along
 To a place we don't belong
 Put smiles on all the wrong faces
 End up in all the wrong places
 Now, we see, that you, were leading us along
 We're going back to our old ways
 Let me remind you not to forget who we're writin' these songs for
 You're just a pawn on the industry chessboard
 Navigatin' conversations, hid the truth under your hat
 If you say what's on your mind
 Boy, they gon' remember that we made you
 We gave you a shot, we the only friends you got
 Now give us what we want whether you like it or not
 Write something to make us the goods for the suits
 Fuck music politics, I'm goin' back to my roots
 We're goin' back to our old ways, everything was gold days
 Where have they gone? Where are they?
 Now, we see, that you were leading us along
 To a place we don't belong
 Put smiles on all the wrong faces
 End up in all the wrong places
 Now, we see, that you were leading us along
 We're going back to our old ways
 Freedom is a feeling that I can't recall
 Might as well be writing all my songs on the prison wall
 Now I see past all the mirrors and smoke
 I gave my whole life away with a pen stroke
 Linin' your pockets on the backs of the artist
 Float away because my song never charted, you promised
 Glory and fame, remember my name
 But when it didn't work out I'll live with the shame
 Of being another washed-up, has-been, never-was
 So the label gets us cut like it always does
 Lived a lifetime with your foot on my neck
 Fuck your contract I'm taking back what life I have left... (Left...)
 (I'm goin' back to my roots)
 We're goin' back to our old ways, everything was gold days
 Where have they gone? Where are they?
 Now, we see, that you were leading us along
 To a place we don't belong
 Put smiles on all the wrong faces
 End up in all the wrong places
 Now, we see, that you were leading us along
 We're goin' back to our old ways
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 We're goin' back to our old ways, everything was gold days
 Where have they gone? Where are they?
 Now, we see, that you were leading us along
 We're goin' back to our old ways