Industry Manor

[Spotify-] https://open.spotify.com/track/3p35whM1Si9iIO61UVwldA?si=a55c34efce114ea6

[Apple Music-] https://music.apple.com/us/album/industry-manor/1711714581?i=1711714582

[Youtube]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tEPWbQhon3Q

[Lyrics-]

Verse 1-
I'm running, I'm running, I'm running for the person I'm becoming
I'm hunting, I'm hunting, I'm hunting for excuses to do nothing
I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding from the thought of being nothing
I'm searching, I'm searching, I'm searching for a life before the night before I die, before I lose
My mind

Chorus-
Demons at the door, I'm praying to the Lord
These fake friends claw the surface same as before
The industries a whore, I don't care if I'm poor
You can cut me down, but I won't be ignored

Verse2-
Look what we have here, a kid facing his own fears
Industry's ahead, we haven't met, look over here
6% of 6 figures for 6 years

Nah

Self-aware, don't care, I'll take the stairs

I'm not a rapper, not a singer, but I'll take the chance to meet her
On the outside looking creeper, not too interest what to give her
Sing a song, add a feature, might impress her, pointing fingers, her direction
And she'll cancel all her lessons

Dare I step in
Dare I step in

Create a clique, take a pic, is this what greatness really is
On the road, do a show, is this the life I want to know
Sing to fans, now they relate, tell them all I cleaned the slate
Give me a break, I'm not pretending, industries extending any grace for free
Pray for me

Chorus-
Demons at the door, I'm praying to the Lord
These fake friends claw the surface same as before
The industries a whore, I don't care if I'm poor
You can cut me down, but I won't be ignored

Verse 3-
Take a seat and let me explain
What we all know to be the industry and some of its games
I know it's hard to believe, but when they're tempted with fame
Some artists throw their morals out just to get some lights with their name
and some people say I'm insane

Your penny dreams ain't worth more than my sanity
You'd sacrifice your whole family tree if it meant for a shot at a Grammy piece
Fake smiles behind that magazine call that a dream, I call that vanity
Wool covers your eyes must be a sheep, remember kids
Industries interest is only in royalties

Chorus-
Demons at the door, I'm praying to the Lord
These fake friends claw the surface same as before
The industries a whore, I don't care if I'm poor
You can cut me down, but I won't be ignored