It抯 my arms that wrap you up nice
It抯 my arms, it抯 my arms baby
Small rooms with record exec types
Whisper away my future lately
I抣l introduce you to producers
I抣l write your songs and make them way damn shorter
I抦 so confused
This industry has made me cold
I trusted you to make me shine bright
This is almost getting old
Shock me with fear it抯 taking longer
Blood sweat and years will make me way damn stronger
It抯 my words that fail to give insight
I blame you, blame me baby
I抦 so confused
This industry has made me cold
I trusted you to make me shine bright
This is almost getting old
It suits me just fine
This is the package I抦 sending
These are the clothes that I抦 wearing
These are the words that I抦 saying
These are the notes that they抮e playing
I抣l introduce you to producers
I抣l write your songs and make them way damn shorter
I抦 so confused
This industry has made me cold
I trusted you to make me shine bright
This is almost getting old
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