CRISIS! I’m panicking, panicking Another day, another scream I’m panicking, panicking Another day, another scream I wake up choking on my own heartbeat The word “WORK” slams my skull like concrete I got a morning crisis, shaking like a freak Shaking in the kitchen, thinking I’ll be fine But the coffee jar’s empty—it's a cosmic crime CRISIS! I’m panicking, panicking Another day, another scream I’m panicking, panicking Another day, another scream Work is chasing me With a timecard in its teeth I got a morning crisis, shaking like a freak Existential meltdown every goddamn week My soul’s on strike My boss still wants it No coffee No silence Just public transit violence I’m panicking, panicking Another day, another scream I’m panicking, panicking Another day, another scream I’m chained to this routine Like a wage-slave dream Of course I woke up With no caffeine CRISIS!! I’m panicking, panicking Another day, another scream I’m panicking, panicking Another day, another scream Another day, another scream Another day, another scream Another day, another scream
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