Thomas Fox Going Under

[Verse 1]
Thomas Fox going under
Whole firm shook, it’s a blunder
Names on a list, that thunder
Left right, heads roll, they wonder
People getting the sack on a Monday
Cleared desk in a rush, that’s a long day
HR with the script, that’s the wrong play
“You’re a family” till they cut you the strong way
Thomas on his zeros, blank page
No commas, no points, just rage
Staring at the screen like a cage
Whole life boxed in, same wage
Took his lunch in a paper bag
Now it’s final pay in a paper rag
Bank app red like a danger flag
Every failed log-in just twisting the drag (yeah)
[Chorus]
Thomas Fox going under, that’s pain
Crying at his bank as it circles the drain
Every overdraft letter like a stain
(Like a stain, like a stain)
People getting sacked left, right, rain
He just watches them fall from the window pane
Thomas on zeros, praying for a change
But his bank, but his bank going down the drain
[Verse 2]
Boss man talk tough in a glass room
“Restructure” talk feel like a backroom
Promised him a rise, that’s a vacuum
Sucked out hope, left dust and a sad tune
He did late nights, cold lights, no glory
Typed out plans, made change, same story
They take credit, he take worry
He take buses, they take Porsches in a hurry
Mum on the phone like “you’ll be fine”
He don’t say he’s three months behind
Rent due soon, running out of time
Got a smile on his lips, but it’s lying in his mind (yeah)
Scroll job boards, that loop
Same roles, same pay, that soup
Friends act cool in the group
But they ghost when you talk ‘bout the depth of the root
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to bass and snaps]
How you save when your pay just fumes?
How you dream when the room shrinks, doom?
How you swim when the tide’s all gloom?
He just laughs in the dark of his tiny room (ha)
[Chorus]
Thomas Fox going under, that’s pain
Crying at his bank as it circles the drain
Every overdraft letter like a stain
(Like a stain, like a stain)
People getting sacked left, right, rain
He just watches them fall from the window pane
Thomas on zeros, praying for a change
But his bank, but his bank going down the drain
[Chorus]
Thomas Fox going under, that’s pain
Crying at his bank as it circles the drain
Every overdraft letter like a stain
(Keep the faith, keep the faith)
People getting sacked left, right, rain
He’s still standing there, fighting through the shame
Thomas on zeros, writing out a change
Till his name, till his name rises from the drain

rap, Grimy UK drill-leaning rap beat, mid-tempo with knocking kick, skittering hats, and dark piano loop. Male vocals with a bitter, storytelling tone; verses tight and punchy, ad-libs tucked back. Hook brings a chanty, shout-along energy with stacked doubles on key phrases. Sparse bass drops in the bridge for a tense break, then full beat slams back for the final hook.