Pressure Don’t Sleep

Sun’s beatin’ down on the back of my neck

Another attic like an oven, drippin’ sweat

Filters clogged, coils caked in grime

And I’m breathin’ in fiberglass and time

Condensers screamin’, kids cryin’ inside

Another AC down, and nowhere to hide

Evaporators leak like forgotten truth

While the office says, “Just one more, for you.”

And I crawl… through the heat that no one sees

Refrigerant runs where comfort used to be

The thermostat lies, the phone won’t stop

Tryin’ to cool the world from the rooftop

No time to eat, no place to rest

Just coolant and questions and cardiac stress

Compressor’s locked, the motor’s fried

Mrs. Taylor says she’s “already died.”

The pressure climbs, the gauges scream

This trade was once a working man’s dream

Now we’re ghosts in sweat-stained boots

Keeping peace through copper routes

And I crawl… through the heat that no one sees

The temp don’t care about degrees

Blowin’ cold in a world gone hot

Just tryin’ to keep what little we’ve got

Thirty years in the lines and vents

Gave my back, my knees, my rent

The kids just scroll while the system cools

But I bled for trades they don’t teach in schools

This ain’t glory

It ain’t fame

But when the sweat dries

They’ll remember my name

And I crawl… through the heat that won’t forgive

Still I serve the air you need to live

No medals, no crowds, just circuits and steel

But in this fire, I stay real

Pressure don’t sleep…

But I still breathe…

Coolin’ a world that forgets to believe…