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Clock ticks slow in this boxy abyss ⏳🕳️ Flickering lights hum a devilish hiss 💡👹 Microwave hums 🔊🔥 It’s a deathbed feast ☠️🍽️ Lasagna bricks 🧱🍝 Frozen beast ❄️👹 Dry air tastes like a dusty regret 🌬️🥀 Sweat on my brow 😓💦 Unpaid debt 💸📉 Old man voice 👴🗣️ Gravel in my throat 🪨😖 Cough up my dreams 🤮💭 They sink like a boat ⛴️🌊 Stuck at work with the microwave lasagna 🏢🍝 Dreams in the gutter 🕳️💔 Can't even con ya ❌🤷‍♂️ Caked up grime 🧱🖤 Yeah my soul’s on loan 🪦💀 Chained to the grind till I’m nothing but bone ⛓️🦴 Grease on the walls 🧈🖤 Shadows that creep 👤🌒 Soul clocked out but my body’s on keep 🕰️👻 Phone screen cracked 📱💔 No calls 📵☎️ No text ✉️❌ Just me and the heat 🔥😤 What’s coming next? 🤔💀 Eyes like a ghost 👀👻 Reflection's a stranger 🪞😶 Every tick of the clock ⏰👁️ I’m closer to danger ⚠️🖤 Dark clouds grow in this fluorescent tomb ☁️💡⚰️ Lasagna steam whispers impending doom 🍝🌫️💀 Cheese bubble visions 🧀✨ A fiery haze 🔥🌫️ Time drips thick in the microwave blaze ⏳🔥 Old man laugh echoes 👴😂 Haunting my grind 👻🔊 Lasagna's my curse 🍝🖤 My tethered mind 🧠⛓️ Stuck at work with the microwave lasagna 🏢🍝 Dreams in the gutter 🕳️💔 Can't even con ya ❌🤷‍♂️ Caked up grime 🧱🖤 Yeah my soul’s on loan 🪦💀 Chained to the grind till I’m nothing but bone ⛓️🦴 -CTFX