Contract - Mecha Maiko

I’m sorry you don’t know who you are

You can try to take it out on me

You find it easier to speak to children

But baby I’m twenty-three

I see the vices that are running your life

Because you’ve given up on being good

I’m not naive because I’m staying true to myself

You’re cold because you know you should

So where’s your contract?

Do it for the art while you’ve been doing it all for the fame

So where’s your contract?

Trade away your dignity and hope that we’ll all do the same?

So where’s your contract?

Manage your dcay by using youth with more creative brains

So whre’s your contract?

Maximum hours, for minimum wage

Ooh, ooh, ooh, no it’s not okay

I’m sorry I can’t help how I feel

I don’t want it bottled up like you

'Til I feel another person

Growing old inside

Waiting for this girl to die

I would never survive

I would never survive if I had to do things that you do

Just to make some green and blue

So where’s your contract?

Do it for the art while you’ve been doing it all for the fame

So where’s your contract?

Trade away your dignity and hope that we’ll all do the same?

So where’s your contract?

Manage your decay by using youth with more creative brains

So where’s your contract?

Maximum hours, for minimum wage

Ooh, ooh, ooh, no it’s not okay

And I can see

You’re making cash hand over fist from me

Can I get the same?

Working hard just for them to forget my name

In the dark each day

Cause you’re afraid of all the shit that I might just say

If you let me out

Cause I know too well what you’re about

I don’t need you, you need me

I don’t want your hand to feed me

Tired of being so obedient

To something so damn seedy