Music Intro)
(Fast drums, an angular guitar riff, and a driving bassline kick things off with a tense, danceable energy.)
(Verse 1)
The ceiling's a canvas, a boring blank slate
My brain's throwing a party, and it's running late
My eyes are burning, sand in the gears
The sheep I've been counting just confirmed my fears
They're unionized now, and they're asking for more
As the clock on the wall declares a silent war
(Pre-Chorus)
My pillow's a stone, the blanket's a cage
I'm turning a new, frantic, wide-awake page
Forget about REM, it's a battle I've lost
So let's tally the projects, whatever the cost!
Flick on the lights with a manic grin
If I can't check out, then I'm checking in!
(Chorus)
Welcome to the midnight grind!
Losing my senses, but I'm so refined!
The world is sleeping, I'm hitting my stride
Got nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
My sanity's a frayed and tenuous thread
But all the bills are paid and the cat is fed!
This is the curse that gets the job done right!
Burning my future to fuel the night!
(Verse 2)
Organized the spice rack by country of origin
Wrote the first chapter of a book I'll never begin
Cleaned the tile grout with a dedicated toothbrush
Silenced a floorboard that squeaked too much
I learned how to code in a language I'll forget
And placed a winning bid on a porcelain cat statuette
(Chorus)
Welcome to the midnight grind!
Losing my senses, but I'm so refined!
The world is sleeping, I'm hitting my stride
Got nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
My sanity's a frayed and tenuous thread
But all the bills are paid and the cat is fed!
This is the curse that gets the job done right!
Burning my future to fuel the night!
(Bridge)
A whisper of gray streaks the eastern sky
A sleepy bird gives a confused cry
I should be a wreck, a total mess
But my inbox is empty, I must confess
A beautiful, horrible, productive state
I love it and hate it, oh isn't it great?
(Guitar Solo)
(A frantic, rhythmic solo full of staccato licks and off-kilter runs, mirroring the chaotic but productive energy of the lyrics before snapping back to the main riff.)
(Chorus)
Welcome to the midnight grind!
Losing my senses, but I'm so refined!
The world is sleeping, I'm hitting my stride
Got nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
My sanity's a frayed and tenuous thread
But all the bills are paid and the cat is fed!
This is the curse that gets the job done right!
Burning my future to fuel the night!
(Outro)
The night! Fuel the night!
(The main guitar riff repeats, slowing down.)
The midnight grind...
(The sound of a coffee pot gurgles and ends with a final 'click'.)
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