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Sammy Plotkin - Prophet Lyrics



Sammy Plotkin - Prophet Lyrics
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Pen to page, a safe space to be ugly, to be real
Try to phrase what life makes so damn hard to feel
It turns to a shallow excuse to be honest
Spin the truth to get used, get a label on this
A big name, pretty face to deepen their pockets
The dream made your heart race, it's what you wanted
To be a prophet, turn a profit
If they don't want your money
You haven't even started
Chin up, you'll be a winner
You'll know you're getting close leaning into the darkness
F*cking up your life just cause you made a promise
You promised
Return to bad habits cause they make you feel alive
Next day you're sad as shit on the train ride to survival
Can hardly pay your bills but working overtime
For power imbalance and their talent they sign
A big name, pretty face to deepen their pockets
The dream made your heart race, it's what you wanted
To be a prophet, turn a profit
If they don't want your money
You haven't even started
Chin up, you'll be a winner
You'll know you're getting close leaning into the darkness
F*cking up your life just cause you made a promise
You promised
Addictive tendencies got you up on your feet
Sometimes your wildest dream becomes your enemy
The promise I made is killing me now
I stepped in the industry and dragged it into my house
Back in New England winding through the pine trees
Riding home from school defeated
Holding onto my belief I'd be what heavy hitters needed
Committed to the role, played it straight
Got in the door, felt obligated to consummate
Went insane for money hungry men who want it all
Chasing down that capital
They made me their bitch, but I don't think we're compatible
You'll know you're getting close leaning into the darkness
You'll be a prophet, turn a profit
If they don't want your money
You haven't even started
Chin up, you'll be a winner
You'll know you're getting close leaning into the darkness
F*cking up your life just cause you made a promise
You promised
A big name, pretty face to deepen their pockets
The dream made your heart race, it's what you wanted
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Pen to page, a safe space to be ugly, to be real
Try to phrase what life makes so damn hard to feel
It turns to a shallow excuse to be honest
Spin the truth to get used, get a label on this
A big name, pretty face to deepen their pockets
The dream made your heart race, it's what you wanted
To be a prophet, turn a profit
If they don't want your money
You haven't even started
Chin up, you'll be a winner
You'll know you're getting close leaning into the darkness
F*cking up your life just cause you made a promise
You promised
Return to bad habits cause they make you feel alive
Next day you're sad as shit on the train ride to survival
Can hardly pay your bills but working overtime
For power imbalance and their talent they sign
A big name, pretty face to deepen their pockets
The dream made your heart race, it's what you wanted
To be a prophet, turn a profit
If they don't want your money
You haven't even started
Chin up, you'll be a winner
You'll know you're getting close leaning into the darkness
F*cking up your life just cause you made a promise
You promised
Addictive tendencies got you up on your feet
Sometimes your wildest dream becomes your enemy
The promise I made is killing me now
I stepped in the industry and dragged it into my house
Back in New England winding through the pine trees
Riding home from school defeated
Holding onto my belief I'd be what heavy hitters needed
Committed to the role, played it straight
Got in the door, felt obligated to consummate
Went insane for money hungry men who want it all
Chasing down that capital
They made me their bitch, but I don't think we're compatible
You'll know you're getting close leaning into the darkness
You'll be a prophet, turn a profit
If they don't want your money
You haven't even started
Chin up, you'll be a winner
You'll know you're getting close leaning into the darkness
F*cking up your life just cause you made a promise
You promised
A big name, pretty face to deepen their pockets
The dream made your heart race, it's what you wanted
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Writer: Nicholas Ramsahoye, Samuel Plotkin, Theo Rosenthal
Copyright: Lyrics © TEDDY ROXPIN PRODUCTIONS, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: Sammy Plotkin
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Nicholas Ramsahoye, Samuel Plotkin, Theo Rosenthal
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