Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Clock-in buzz
Fluorescent dawn
Keys on my hip
Hope already gone
Boss in the tower
Coffee breath roar
Barking my name
From behind that door
He says “smile”
On this concrete mile
While the paint peels slow
From the cinderblock tile
[Pre-Chorus]
Every gate slam echoes
Right inside my head
I’m counting hours
Like I’m the one in the shed (yeah)
[Chorus]
Cellblock paycheck
Minimum rage
I’m doing time for a line on a page
Warden of nothing
King of my cage
Laugh it off loud while I swallow the ache
Cellblock paycheck
Grind in my bones
Babysit tempers and busted-up phones
Everyone’s screaming
I stand like stone
Punch out late
Drive a rusted throne
[Verse 2]
Inmates banging
On steel all night
“Yo
Boss
Yo boss!”
Picking every fight
Cards on the table
Smuggled smoke trail
My patience hanging
By a rusty nail
Supervisor radio
Crackling commands
“Write that up!”
With his clean
Soft hands
[Pre-Chorus]
Every insult whispered
Burns behind my eyes
I’m scanning shadows
While he memorizes lies (hey)
[Chorus]
Cellblock paycheck
Minimum rage
I’m doing time for a line on a page
Warden of nothing
King of my cage
Laugh it off loud while I swallow the ache
Cellblock paycheck
Grind in my bones
Babysit tempers and busted-up phones
Everyone’s screaming
I stand like stone
Punch out late
Drive a rusted throne
[Bridge]
[Drums drop to halftime
Crowd-chant feel]
I’m not your number
I’m not your tool (no!)
You call it duty
I call it cruel
Raise that voice
Over the intercom whine
You own the shift
But you don’t own my mind (hey!)
[Chorus]
Cellblock paycheck
Minimum rage
I’m doing time for a line on a page
Warden of nothing
King of my cage
Laugh it off loud while I sharpen the blade
Cellblock paycheck
Grind in my bones
Locked in the noise but I’m claiming my throne
Everyone’s raging
I’m almost home
Stereo screaming as I drive alone (oh yeah)
Style
rockhigh-energy heavy rock with crunchy drop-tuned guitarsdriving bassand tightaggressive drums. verses punch with palm-muted riffs and shouted male vocalschorus opens wider with gang vocals on the hook. short feedback squeals between linestom-heavy pre-chorus buildand a shout-along bridge that feels like a live crowd moment.low
Prompt
Heavy rock song about working at a jail with an aggravating supervisor. Aggravating inmates. Low pay, rock, upbeat
Credits
Prompt byBrightSpirit765
GeneratedMar 7, 2026
ModelAria v5
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