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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Typed this at my desk at noon
Big fake smile in a beige gray room
You said “team
” but you meant “my throne”
Took my weekends
Called it “growth”
Your lap dog nodding by your side
High-five every tiny lie
You keep moving all the lines
Then act surprised when someone minds
[Chorus]
So here’s my two weeks of sunshine
Framed in this cute little email line
I’m done with your shit-hole circus show
Your piece-of-shit “vision
” I gotta go
Fuck you and your lap dog throne
I’m finding better bad days of my own
Hit send
Feel the freedom hit
Two more weeks
Then I split (hey!)
[Verse 2]
You sold “family
” gave us stress
Gold-star pins for burnout tests
You said “we’re a perfect fit”
You meant “you take all my shit”
You keep preaching “loyal hearts”
While pulling people apart
I gave more than you’ll ever see
Now I’m giving it back to me
[Chorus]
So here’s my two weeks of sunshine
Framed in this cute little email line
I’m done with your shit-hole circus show
Your piece-of-shit “vision
” I gotta go
Fuck you and your lap dog throne
I’m finding better bad days of my own
Hit send
Feel the freedom hit
Two more weeks
Then I split (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
I’ll raise a toast to all your lies
To every fake “we’re on your side”
You can keep your petty crown
Watch me dance as I walk out
[Chorus]
Here’s to my two weeks of sunshine
Printed like a little goodbye sign
I’m done with your shit-hole circus show
Your piece-of-shit “vision
” I gotta go
Fuck you and your lap dog throne
I’m already halfway gone
Hit send
Hear the door just click
Two more weeks
Then I’m lit (hey!)
Details
GeneratedMar 4, 2026
Duration2:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Upbeat, crunchy pop-punk rock with female vocals; bright distorted guitars, bouncy bass, and driving drums. Verses tight and punchy, drums in a steady pocket; chorus explodes with gang shouts, octave guitars, and stacked harmonies on the hook. Brief stop-start hits to underline the punchlines; bridge strips to drums and bass then slams back with full-band, shout-along finale., female vocals, happy
Credits
Prompt by
megsbloo04
megsbloo04ModelAria v5
Prompt
A song to send to your boss as your two week notice before you leave, shit-hole, piece of shit, fuck you and your lap dog, constant lies. A happy rock song in a female voice
