[grunge voice, lots of effects and distortion on the vocals. the singer screams in frustration and anger] [Verse 1] Wake up late Rust in my eyelids flipping through shorts While I’m brushin my teeth, Swipe left, tap right just for some dopamine [Pre-Chorus] And I’ve been sinking Drowning in the sirens On a Monday morning drive Whose dream am I killing? Why am I still spinning? Is this worth all of my life? [Chorus] I work I’m tired I work I’m wired I work On standby I work Half-alive [Glitch-voice] [White-noise] [Verse 2] I trade my time For numbers on a fucken screen Burn out my breaks Just to prove that I can breathe Just another cog in a rusted machine Grinded down and split at the seams [Pre-Chorus] But I've been thinking Screaming at the ceiling Same old Monday morning drive Whose dream am I killing? Why am I still spinning? Is this worth all of my life? [Chorus] I work I’m tired I work I’m wired I work On standby I work Half-alive [Glitch-voice] [White-noise] [Bridge] Machine man, metal mind Clipped the wire where I end, where they design Machine man, chrome and keys Clocking out, but I can’t kill the fees [Chorus] I work I’m tired I work I’m wired I work On standby I work Half-alive
