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Mar 2014
Life in the music industry is hard,
tougher when you discover how it works.*

Dreams smashed, heart broke
and bad taste in my mouth,
signed to a music deal that *****.
I write the songs, they profit.
I tour til I'm hoarse and my fingers bleed,
they profit not me.
My label takes a big cut of all I make
I got excited getting that contract.
We got people to buy your downloads.
We make you number one like chart toppers.
Way it works in the industry.
Way to create fake stars who can't sing,
buy tracks from no broke no names over seas
and at home then claim them for your own.
No such thing as realness in music industry.
What I got was empty promises
and more empty promises.  

I can't afford to buy gift cards for people
playing popular apps.
I can't give them free downloads of apps
and demand they buy my songs in return.
Way it works and how I get a number one.
Written by
Broke A Musician
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