© 2026 Zax Dezignz Distributed by United Masters All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited. Phone starts ringin’ before the sun even rises Another unknown number with a salesman’s disguises I’ve got a real shop to run, real bills on the table But half these damn calls are just noise and pure fable One sounds like a customer, voice soft and true Next one’s a robot sellin’ something I never knew I pick up too late or I let it go cold ’Cause I can’t tell the difference anymore, truth be told Spam calls keep comin’, they never slow down Business owner’s burden in a small country town Hard to tell the real ones from the ones that just take Every ring feels like gamblin’ with what I might break I’m tired of the doubt… But please… don’t stop reachin’ out I’ve missed good people ’cause I thought it was spam Sat there and waited while the real ones slipped past Now I second-guess every single damn tone Wonderin’ if that last ring was a customer alone Robots don’t care if my day’s already full They just keep on dialin’, keep tryin’ to pull Real voices get buried under all of that noise And a one-man shop starts to lose its own voice Spam calls keep comin’, they never slow down Business owner’s burden in a small country town Hard to tell the real ones from the ones that just take Every ring feels like gamblin’ with what I might break I’m tired of the doubt… But please… don’t stop reachin’ out I know you’re out there, I know you still try Maybe you’ve called twice and I let it slide by I’m not mean on purpose, I’m just worn to the bone Tryin’ to keep this little business from turnin’ to stone So if you’re a real one And you’ve got something true Don’t stop reachin’ out © 2026 Zax Dezignz Distributed by United Masters All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized reproduction prohibited.
