Apparently

Apparently I missed something
When someone said that money defines music
I guess I didn't read between the lines
To get that it's all about commerical products

And apparently fans don't have any say
In what the media does today
I guess companies and corporations are too damn good
To realize what really matters in the end.

I'm tired of this fucking bullshit
I'm tired of their schemes
Don't they have enough damn money?
Enough to swim through life?
Enough to coast through life?

It isn't hurting anyone to share
Or to actually fucking care
About the people who mean so much to them
Their heroes
Their idols

And I'm tired of the ridiculous rules
And tired of all the stupid fools
Who think this is okay
Cause it's not fucking okay

Apparently I don't have a brain
To know when something's wrong
I guess too many people are too damn greedy
Cause all they care about is how much value songs provide

And apparently the artists arn't real human beings
And they don't give a shit about their wellbeings
Cause they treat them like fucking puppets
To lure customers, using them as the bait.

I'm tired of this fucking bullshit
I'm tired of their marketing plans
Cause don't they have enough damn money?
Enough to swim through life?
Enough to coast through life?