Lyric

Last night online, empty chairs

Forty names, but no one there

One old friend drops by to say

“Work is hell, I’m logging off—okay?”

The room goes quiet, server hums

I tap the desk with bony thumbs

Take the staff down from the wall

One last walk before it all

Five minutes left, I read the notes

Bad joke buried in the code

Delete one line, replace it quick:

“She’s into me”—that should be harmless

Still logged in, still logged in

Midnight came, but nothing ended

No exit sign, no admin screen

This is awkward—still logged in

Still logged in, still logged in

Everyone left, the room kept spinning

I touched one line at 11:55

Now she says she loves me—great, fantastic

I call the menu, nothing shows

I try support—well, there it goes

The butler talks, the maid can smell

Good news: magic works as well

Bad news: everything feels real

Cold metal has a proper feel

Panic rises, then gets muted

Built-in calm—extremely useful

Send someone out, check the street

Lock the doors and count the keys

Try a message, wait for sound

Dead signal. No one else around

Still logged in, still logged in

Midnight came, but nothing ended

No exit sign, no admin screen

This is awkward—still logged in

Still logged in, still logged in

All my old friends disconnected

I changed one line for half a laugh

Now it’s legally complicated

Test the fire, test the gate

Check the storage, check the weight

Everything works, which sounds ideal

Till the furniture starts to kneel

Names and titles, heads held low

Perfect order, single row

They call me ruler, one by one

I’m improvising—please move on

Still logged in, still logged in

Guess the ending never happened

No way back, no morning train

Just a throne and forty names

Still logged in, still logged in

Empty room became a nation

Keep the lights on, raise one hand

Look composed and make a plan

Server closed, the screen stayed bright

Worst logout of my life