Music is boring now

(Verse 1) Radio's on, another beat, another rhyme Can't tell the songs apart, feels like we're stuck in rewind Synth that throbs, a manufactured dream Same four chords, a manufactured scream (Chorus) Music sounds the same, yeah, it's getting hard to tell Artistes just play the game, trapped in a corporate shell Blame it on the corporations, pumping out the hits Profit over passion, where'd the magic ever quit? (Verse 2) Algorithms churning, focus groups decide What the perfect formula is, where the soul can't hide Auto-tuned perfection, a plasticine disguise No room for innovation, where the spark in the eyes dies (Chorus) Music sounds the same, yeah, it's getting hard to tell Artistes just play the game, trapped in a corporate shell Blame it on the corporations, pumping out the hits Profit over passion, where'd the magic ever quit? (Bridge) But there's a fire burning, in the hearts of those who write A melody that matters, that cuts through the night They're breaking free, the rebels with a cause Bringing back the feeling, defying the applause (Chorus) Music sounds the same, but the change is on its way Artistes finding their own name, gonna rewrite the day Break free from the corporations, shatter all the hits Bring back the heart and soul, ignite the burning pits (Outro) We can change the music, make it breathe again Let the passion take us higher, to a different terrain It's more than money, it's a feeling deep inside Let the music set us free, let the real music ride