[Verse]
Clock hands drag, pulling my soul through the dirt,
Shoes worn thin, dreams stuffed in a tattered shirt.
Every tick feels heavy, every tock's a curse,
Grindstone kisses, my wallet stays hurt.
Chains of the nine-to-five, a prison in disguise,
Boss man barking, but my fire won't die.
Blueprints of escape etched behind my eyes,
Stacking hours like bricks, reaching for the skies.
[Chorus]
Grind until dust, grind until dust,
Life's a machine, and I'm just the rust.
Grind until dust, grind until dust,
Chasing a dream that I can't even trust.
[Verse 2]
Neon nights, but I’m stuck in the gray,
Counting paychecks, life slipping away.
Coffee cold, ambition colder,
World on my back, feel the weight on my shoulders.
Sweat turns to steam, I’m a ghost in the haze,
Assembly line mind, stuck in a maze.
Dreams shrink, wallet fattened with lies,
Trading my time for a life I despise.
[Bridge]
Factory beats in my veins, heart on a loop,
Bassline pounding, caught in the troop.
Echoes of freedom, faint through the din,
The drop hits hard, but I’m trapped within.