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The Business Leaves You Cold

muck

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Leather creaks in the backseat

Streetlights paint the dashboard gold

Counting faces in the window

Every story I've been told

Pre-Chorus

But the night keeps on turning

And the morning comes slow

And I'm left with the silence

Of the things I'll never know

Chorus

Pimping's just a business

But the business takes your soul

All these girls they call me mister

But I'm hollow down below

And the money keeps on coming

But the meaning never shows

Pimping's just a business

And the business leaves you cold

Verse 2

Mirror shows a man I don't recognize

Eyes that used to see a future now they're tired

Trading dreams for dollar bills and velvet lies

Wondering what my mother would have said

Pre-Chorus

And the city keeps on spinning

And the neon buzzes low

But I'm stuck inside this moment

With the weight of all I owe

Chorus

Pimping's just a business

But the business takes your soul

All these girls they call me mister

But I'm hollow down below

And the money keeps on coming

But the meaning never shows

Pimping's just a business

And the business leaves you cold

Bridge

Muffled whispers through the floorboards

Satin sheets and broken vows

What's a king without his kingdom

What's a pimp without his crown

I had power I had nothing

I had everything but peace

Now I'm sitting in the darkness

As the city goes to sleep

Instrumental Break

Chorus

Pimping's just a business

But the business takes your soul

All these girls they call me mister

But I'm hollow down below

And the money keeps on coming

But the meaning never shows

Pimping's just a business

And the business leaves you cold

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