Death of a Golden Age

When it began, this was a place for the outcasts with nowhere to call their home
It was about a release, the world ceased
It was a shelter from the outside
Now it’s about the moves you make
Now it’s about the games you play
It’s not about the dedication
It’s about the industry
You chose the lie over honesty
You put the hype before integrity
Take me back to the days of honest hearts
It was about the passion
It was about the art
(Take me back)
Now it’s your image and who you know
Instead of talent that defines your growth
(Take me back)
We had to learn from our stumbles and falls, when it was all so beautifully
flawed
It used to be about expressing your mind, but now that message is harder and
harder to find
You’re more concerned with what they’ll think then truly saying anything
What once was pure, you tainted
Indifference, you’ve created
Now gimmicks lead to fame
Now everybody sounds the same
You chose the lie over honesty
You put the hype before integrity
Take me back to the days of honest hearts
It was about the passion
It was about the art
(Take me back)
Now it’s your image and who you know
Instead of talent that defines your growth
(Take me back)
We had to learn from our stumbles and falls, when it was all so beautifully
flawed
Take me back to the days of honest hearts
Take me back to when the passion fueled the art
Take me back (take me back)
Take me back, take me back
To the days of honest hearts
Take me back, to the days of honest hearts
Take me back to when the passion fueled the art
Take me back
Take me back!