Pips on my screen

Charts up

Coffee gone cold

Phone face down

Still on hold

Green flash

Red line cut

Heart in my throat

Jaw stay shut

Every candle feels like a question

Every second stretching long

I tell myself "just trust the session"

But my pulse is beating strong

Forex traders

Up all night

Chasing daylight

Pixel sky

Risk on edge of a trembling hand

Win or lose

We take that stand

Forex traders

Watch that spread

Dreams in blue and dreams in red

If it breaks

We ride that wave

If it fades

We live to trade

Alarm at three

London wakes

Sleep-deprived

Staring at rates

Notes on the wall

Plan in pen

One small slip

Back again

Every level feels like a promise

Every spike a little dare

I close my eyes

Then hit "I’m honest"

Let the outcome meet me there

Forex traders

Up all night

Chasing daylight

Pixel sky

Risk on edge of a trembling hand

Win or lose

We take that stand

Forex traders

Watch that spread

Dreams in blue and dreams in red

If it breaks

We ride that wave

If it fades

We live to trade

Maybe we’re just wired this way

Reading storms in tiny moves

Losing sleep to find a way

To make uncertain futures prove

Forex traders

Up all night

Chasing daylight

Pixel sky

Risk on edge of a trembling hand

Win or lose

We take that stand

Forex traders

Watch that spread

Dreams in blue and dreams in red

If it breaks

We ride that wave

If it fades

We live to trade