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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Alarm goes off
But I don't have to go
Uniform shirt
Crushed in a ball on the floor
Your little rules
Pinned on a corkboard wall
Tiny dictators
In a windowless hall
[Pre-Chorus]
You called it "family"
Felt like a fire drill
I'm done pretending
I'm fine with standing still
[Chorus]
I'm out of office forever (forever)
This auto-reply is my goodbye letter
"Best of luck" typed with a crooked grin
I hit send once
Never again log in
You can keep your meetings
Your drama
Your throne
I'm finally free on my way back home
Yeah I'm out of office forever (forever)
And it never felt so right to let it all go (hey!)
[Verse 2]
You loved those charts
Red lines
Fake concern
We broke our backs
So your title could burn
You stole our time
Called it "going the extra mile"
But I packed my dreams
In a box with my files
[Pre-Chorus]
You raised your voices
We raised our quiet rage
You wrote the handbook
I'm walking off the page
[Chorus]
I'm out of office forever (forever)
This auto-reply is my goodbye letter
"Best of luck" typed with a crooked grin
I hit send once
Never again log in
You can keep your meetings
Your drama
Your throne
I'm finally free on my way back home
Yeah I'm out of office forever (forever)
And it never felt so right to let it all go
[Bridge]
No more fake laughs
At your bad jokes
No more late nights
For your "big hopes"
I got my heart back
In my own hands
You were the job
I was the plan (woah)
[Chorus]
I'm out of office forever (forever)
This auto-reply is my goodbye letter
"Best of luck" typed with a crooked grin
I hit send once
Never again log in
You can keep your meetings
Your drama
Your throne
I'm finally free on my way back home
Yeah I'm out of office forever (forever)
Close that door soft
Watch a new day start to glow
Details
GeneratedMar 28, 2026
Duration2:27
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, High-energy pop-punk/J-pop crossover with bright distorted guitars, buzzy synth leads, and tight drums; verses half-sung, half-spoken with playful attitude, chorus explodes with stacked gang vocals and shout-along hooks, middle section drops to claps and bass then slams back in for a final cathartic run, pop, j-pop, pop punk
Credits
Prompt byUrbanBandit868
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Finally leaving a toxic job ran by incompetent managers, pop, j-pop, pop punk
