The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Our Lady Peace Innocent
Oh, Johnny wishes he was famous Spends his time alone in the basement With a Lennon and Cobain and A guitar and a stereo And while he wishes he could escape this But it all seems so contagious Not to be yourself and faceless In a song that has no soul I remember feeling low I remember losing hope And I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped We are, we are all innocent We are all innocent We are, we are... We are, we are all innocent We are all innocent We are, we are... Oh, and Tina losing faith in what she knows Hates her music, hates all of her clothes Thinks of surgery and a new nose Every calorie's a war And while she wishes she was a dancer And that she’d never heard of cancer She wishes God would give her some answers And make her feel beautiful I remember feeling low I remember losing hope I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped We are, we are all innocent We are all innocent We are, we are... We are, we are all innocent We are all innocent We are, we are... One day, you’ll have to let it go You’ll have to let it go No... One day, you’ll stand up on your own You’ll stand up on your own Remember losing hope Remember feeling low Remember all the feelings and the day they stopped We are, we are all innocent We are all innocent We are, we are... We are, we are all innocent We are all innocent We are, we are... We are (one day), we are all innocent We are all innocent (you’ll have to let it go) We are, we are (you’ll have to let it go, no..) We are (one day), we are all innocent We are, we are (you’ll stand up on your own) We are, we are all innocent (you’ll stand up on your own..) We are, we are all innocent
