[To the underdogs, the dreamers, and the ones who refuse to be molded into a commercial product. Never sell your voice, never fold, and never let them write your lines. Your story is yours, and only yours to tell, and the world's biggest stage may be waiting for you. This song was inspired by the slow acceptance of Taylor Swift when she was young and how she persevered to become one of the most famous and adored people on the planet. - Team Tiglet: Kevin "Tigger" and Mira "Piglet" 🐯💍🐷] [FYI - Believe it or not, our song started its life as a soccer anthem in the Suno phone app...😲 ] [Verse] [Spoken Intro: Close mic, tape saturation] When they slid the contract across the table I slid it right back. My Mama didn't raise no fool. [Verse: Acoustic guitar stabs, driving four on the floor] Those suits and ties in their leather chairs, Told me to smile, told me to show I care. "Wait a few years and let us write the lines, We'll make you a star if you just follow the signs." They saw in front a kid they could easily mold, But my stories are mine, and they won't be undersold. [Pre-Chorus: Synth brass fanfares building tension, gated reverb snare] They thought I'd fold, they thought I'd break, Just another young girl with way too much at stake. But I felt my fire and I saw their cage... I'm keeping my heart and I'm taking the stage! [Chorus: Maximalist opener, arena chorus stack, explosive drop] "Let's make a deal," they said with a grin, "Sign on our line and let the magic begin!" But I looked at the pen and left for the door, I'm keeping my voice so I'm taking the floor! Keep all your paper and promises of gold, This underdog story forms my lyrics to be told! [Verse: Glitch edits, indie pop groove] Stormed out the room and stepped into the cold, I was laughing out loud at the lies I was told. They said poor me was nothing just out on my own, Now I'm filling stadiums from seeds I have sown. Every rejection just sharpened my teeth, I'm bringing that storm they could never unleash! [Pre-Chorus: Synth brass fanfares building tension, gated reverb snare] They thought I'd fold, they thought I'd break, Just another young girl with way too much at stake. But I felt my fire and I saw their cage... I'm keeping my heart and I'm taking the stage! [Chorus: Maximalist opener, arena chorus stack, explosive drop] "Let's make a deal," they said with a grin, "Sign on our line and let the magic begin!" But I looked at the pen and left for the door, I'm keeping my voice so I'm taking the floor! Keep all your paper and promises of gold, This underdog story forms my lyrics to be told! [Bridge: Tape saturation, spoken hook, glitching beat] ...You want a deal? Nope. No deal. [Drop the beat!] [Chorus: Maximalist opener, arena chorus stack, explosive drop] "Let's make a deal," they said with a grin, "Sign on our line and let the magic begin!" But I looked at the pen and left for the door, I'm keeping my voice so I'm taking the floor! Keep all your paper and promises of gold, This underdog story forms my lyrics to be told! [Outro: Fading chant, acoustic guitar stab] Come see me later. Maybe I will reserve a back stage pass. NOT!
