Songtext von Constant Reminders

Age creeps upon us as time slips away, will they or won't they the choice of today Concrete conventions among the elite the money the focus the newest belief Oh, the industry Oh, the industry Conspiring against the original piece, cheap imitations that often succeed Mismanaged funds at the artist's expense, selling your soul to just one company Oh, the industry Oh, the industry Constant reminders of promises made, record executives sit in the shade Telephone rituals day after day, just on vacation it's stressful in may Oh, the industry Oh, the industry Kills