[BOOT SEQUENCE] [Verse 1] Fluorescent dust burns my glow, Overtime in labs below. Coffee, capsules, pressure dome, Clock-in planets far from home. Circuits shake, I scan the zone, Manager’s voice inside my phone. Tag the parts, breathe in deep, Boss says grind, I don’t get sleep. ⸻ [PHASE I — Concrete Pulse] [Verse 2] Concrete moons, late shift ride, Neon veins in glass insides. Every deadline, aching feet, Swallow stress for work and heat. Empty lockers, ID scans, Chasing goals with trembling hands. Code-lock blinks, acid spine, Every shift rewrites my mind. ⸻ [SYSTEM WARNING] [Pre-Chorus] Beat of my heart like a countdown crunch, Skipping more meals for one more rushed lunch. Boss in my ear keeps a tight command, Pills in my palm just to stay on-brand. ⸻ [PHASE II — Signal Collapse] [Verse 3] Static in the feed, rover heart, no sleep, Pill bottles and memos that the white shirts keep. Charts upon the wall, emails on a file, Calling it success with a practiced smile. Watching all the checks that we’ll never afford, Health turned into stats on a glowing board. We count every dose that we press within, Wonder if this cycle will ever thin. ⸻ [MELTDOWN] [Chorus] We were never just the codes that they carved in our bones. We became what we are, Clockwork minds under stars. We were never just reports for their cold status, sorts. We became fading stars, Running fast through their bars. ⸻ [FINAL IMPACT] [Bridge] Neon grave, failed probe glow, Junkyard sky where circuits go. Empty meds, midnight train, Drag myself through wired chain. Black skyline, office lights, Someone types through every night. Still alive, we’re standing here, Overworked and year by year. [Outro] Neon grave… overtime glow… Every heart they won’t let go… Silent halls… phones that ring… Still we run… through everything… ⸻ [POWER OFF] [Spoken Outro] “Yeah… I’m on still.” Whisper rides the coolant chill. One more shift, one more deal, Boss says go— I make it real.
