Yeah, the whole thing’s a circus. The record execs hand out the same glossy albums that keep the angst alive, but they’re also the ones selling the merch, the touring gear, the "authentic" tees. Freedom’s a badge, but the big players own the stage. So we keep rocking louder, keep shaking the ropes, and remind everyone that the real rebellion ain’t in the price tags, it’s in the riffs and the voices that refuse to be boxed in. Let's keep the spark alive, even if the label wants to dim it.