Lyric

Alarm before sunrise

Coffee on an empty smile

Boss texts

"You on your way?"

Heart’s been there a long while

I got the clock in my bones

Hands on my back

Won’t leave me alone

Chasing that break that never comes

Walking on wires

Chewing my tongue

Missed lunch

Cold fries on the desk

Eyes red

Screen burning my neck

Everybody laughing in the hall

I’m glued to this chair

Can’t move at all

I’m just a ghost in my own chair

Lost in the glare

Stuck in the air

Trade all these hours for one slow breath

Trade all this rush for some kind of rest

Sun down

Still stuck in the glow

Phone buzzed

Friends said

"You coming?" I don’t know

Keycard beeps

Same door

Same drag

Carry my body like it’s made of sandbags

Feels like my name’s worn thin

Like the letters all faded from my skin

Give me a night where I don’t count tasks

Give me a day that don’t move so fast

Back home

Shoes kicked by the door

Shower steam

Suit crumpled on the floor

Dinner from a box

TV too loud

Head full of thunder

Talking to the clouds

Is it living if I’m never really here?

Is it winning if I disappear?

If I quit chasing all these plans

Would I finally fit inside my hands?

I need a pause

Need a clean break

Need a slow Sunday I don’t have to fake

Turn off the screens

Let the silence speak

Let my tired heart take all week

Lights off

Face pressed to the sheet

One deep breath

Then another repeat

Promise myself

"Tomorrow I’ll change"

Alarm set early

Nothing feels strange