Screen glow sharpens—stabs my tired eyes,
Unread emails bloom like midnight flies.
Moon through my window, a pale office button,
Sewn to the overtime pay equation.
How many coffees gone cold?
My youth’s a deprecated file.
Elevator mirrors show my tie—a noose in style.
9:59—the second hand shakes,
Trading my dreams for a "package awaits".
Oh, this loop of silence, this suffocating rhyme,
Fingerprint machine grinds my soul overtime.
(BREAK THE CODE!)
Subway wind scatters my PowerPoint slides,
Cheap suit hugs my burning spine.
"All good!" I lie through parental calls,
Then tuck my medical note beneath payroll logs.
Raises can’t chase inflation,
PTO grows mold in drafts.
I lease my smile to afford half a desk.
9:59—my pulse screams loud,
Tearing the timesheet… but I hit "Send" now.
Oh, these mute keyboards, these KPI ghosts,
My last train home carries a hologram most.
(BREAK THE CODE!)
They chant "Hustle is gold!"—but gold’s in the cloud.
We’re just cogs chewing chains… rusted… but proud…
9:59—a glint ignites,
A million phone screens torch the night!
Oh, knees won’t bend, sparks won’t fade,
Wildflowers crack through cubicle graves.
(BREAK THE CODE!)
"Next station: Dreamland…"
[00:10.926]Screen glow sharpens—stabs my tired eyes,
[00:17.060]Unread emails bloom like midnight flies.
[00:23.449]Moon through my window, a pale office button,
[00:27.471]Sewn to the overtime pay equation.
[00:31.284]How many coffees gone cold?
[00:34.269]My youth’s a deprecated file.
[00:37.485]Elevator mirrors show my tie—a noose in style.
[00:44.489]9:59—the second hand shakes,
[00:46.107]Trading my dreams for a "package awaits".
[00:50.615]Oh, this loop of silence, this suffocating rhyme,
[00:54.279]Fingerprint machine grinds my soul overtime.
[00:59.701](BREAK THE CODE!)
[01:04.054]Subway wind scatters my PowerPoint slides,
[01:10.263]Cheap suit hugs my burning spine.
[01:16.866]"All good!" I lie through parental calls,
[01:23.309]Then tuck my medical note beneath payroll logs.
[01:29.977]Raises can’t chase inflation,
[01:34.213]PTO grows mold in drafts.
[01:37.594]I lease my smile to afford half a desk.
[01:42.803]9:59—my pulse screams loud,
[01:46.058]Tearing the timesheet… but I hit "Send" now.
[01:49.569]Oh, these mute keyboards, these KPI ghosts,
[01:52.745]My last train home carries a hologram most.
[01:57.835](BREAK THE CODE!)
[02:02.354]They chant "Hustle is gold!"—but gold’s in the cloud.
[02:08.893]We’re just cogs chewing chains… rusted… but proud…
[02:15.489]9:59—a glint ignites,
[02:38.216]A million phone screens torch the night!
[02:40.468]Oh, knees won’t bend, sparks won’t fade,
[02:47.966]Wildflowers crack through cubicle graves.
[02:50.009](BREAK THE CODE!)
[02:53.967]"Next station: Dreamland…"