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Fifty-two Mondays in the cage Tell me how the chains fit the suit and the tie Look at what they gave us for our lives Tell me if the paycheck made you cry Coulda been a brother on the cane Brother in the fields with the chains and the pain Coulda been a mother on the cane Feelin' so ashamed, how the hell I'm gonna change? Slaves Modern-day slaves Slaves Modern-day slaves Young, dumb, and doin' anything for the bread Hungry for the money, the biddies in the bed Uncle Tom, watch how you get fed Now they callin' me, callin' me Uncle Jed How did it get so cold? Is this the story that's never been told? I don't wanna get too bold But look at the masters, the chains, and the gold Ain't it so funny? Look how the colors change Doin' anything for the money, it's kinda strange From whips and chains to suits and ties It all feels the same Slaves Modern-day slaves Slaves Modern-day slaves Take me to the woods where the wild things grow Where the treetops bend and the rivers flow To the ocean floor Where no one knows my name Take me to the place where I find myself Where I lose my mind, it's good for my health I know it sounds insane But no one knows my name No more sellin' lies, all that is gone I wanna get lost, turn my phone off And I know I'll find my peace Where the wild things roam I don't wanna be where the TV is Wanna be where the wild things live I wanna go deep Like nobody's gone before So deep I'm drownin' in it I don't wanna be where society is I don't wanna be where society is I don't wanna be where society is Where the wild things live Cracked screen sky Concrete cries Newsfeed wars Silent eyes This world is broken But my heart still beats Tiny drum in the dark Calling back the heat If all we have Is this aching spark Then hold my hand Let it light the dark Empty shelves Crowded trains Laugh it off Hide the strain This world is broken But my heart still beats Tiny drum in the dark Calling back the heat If all we have Is this aching spark Then hold my hand Let it light the dark