Powder Blue Tears

Dark gangsta jazz-pop with a swung boom-bap pulse, brushed drums, walkin’ bass, muted trumpet stabs, and sub-heavy low end; verses ride smoky piano and clipped snaps, pre-chorus thins to bass and finger cymbals, chorus hits with stacked female vocal doubles and finger-snapped gang chants, Tape hiss, horn falls, and a reverse piano swell lead into each hook, Glossy, sultry, and gritty mix, rap, pop, jazz

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[Verse 1] I cried in a powder blue dress Mascara streaked on my chest He said, “Baby, you too hard” Then he left with my heart I kept my chin real high While the tears ran down my eye Lipstick on my front tooth Still I gave him no truth [Pre-Chorus] Wait for it, wait for it I don’t break in public Wait for it, wait for it But you know I feel it [Chorus] Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears I’m smiling through the pain Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears If you want my love You gotta earn it first [Verse 2] He liked my heels real mean And the way I moved that scene At the bar with the red velvet glow I laughed like I didn’t know But I knew every lie In the corner of his eye So I took my hurt to the floor And danced like I wanted more [Pre-Chorus] Wait for it, wait for it I don’t fold in public Wait for it, wait for it But you know I feel it [Chorus] Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears I’m smiling through the pain Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears If you want my love You gotta earn it first [Bridge] I put my pain in pearls I put my pain in pearls Let the whole room stare Let the whole room stare I’m a pretty kind of mad Sweet face, savage hands If I cry, then I shine That’s the way I survive [Chorus] Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears I’m smiling through the pain Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears Hot girl, cold tears If you want my love You gotta earn it first

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