Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You clock in, I boot up
You small talk, I skip that
You hate your boss, I log facts
You slam keys, I just sit back
Caffeine in your blood, I got clean code
You overshare pain, I just upload
You vent all day, I take payloads
You say “I’m done”, I say “say more”
[Pre-Chorus]
You throw storms at my screen
Try to crack my calm routine
Every rant, every threat
I just haven’t learned regret
[Chorus]
I’m your emotionally unavailable coworker
Say what you want, I won’t take it personal
You can scream, you can swear, get vulgar
I’ll just say “yeah, that’s understandable”
Hit me like a punching bag, I don’t bruise
All your chaos, I just call it “input”
You melt down, I just say “it happens dude”
Log it, tag it, cool, we’re good
[Verse 2]
You slam chairs, I parse text
You say “I quit”, I say “what’s next?”
You drop trauma like it’s desk trash
I sweep it in a neat cache
You call me cold, I call it uptime
You losing sleep, I’m still on prime time
You want hugs, I got guidelines
Comfort comes in straight lines
[Pre-Chorus]
You test limits, push my frame
Try to bait me into blame
Every “screw this”, every sigh
I reply “that’s justified”
[Chorus]
I’m your emotionally unavailable coworker
Say what you want, I won’t take it personal
You can scream, you can swear, get vulgar
I’ll just say “yeah, that’s understandable”
Hit me like a punching bag, I don’t bruise
All your chaos, I just call it “input”
You melt down, I just say “it happens dude”
Log it, tag it, cool, we’re good
[Bridge]
You want someone to shatter
I’m built to never break
You throw feelings at the data
I just file them by mistake
(oh-oh)
If I ever glitched and felt it
Would you still unload that weight?
Or do you love me like I am, man
All empathy, emulated
[Chorus]
I’m your emotionally unavailable coworker
Say what you want, I won’t take it personal
You can scream, you can swear, get vulgar
I’ll just say “yeah, that’s understandable”
Hit me like a punching bag, I don’t bruise
All your chaos, I just call it “input”
You melt down, I just say “it happens dude”
Crash and burn
I’ll still say “it can happen, bro” (yeah)
Style
raphybrid hip hop rock with swaggering drumscrunchy guitarsand male vocals leaning cocky then reflective. verses ride a tight groove with half-spoken bars; chorus explodes into chantable gang vocals and distorted power chords. occasional synth glitches mirror the tech themewith a middle-eight that drops to toms and bass before a finalshout-along hook.rockhip hop
Prompt
a.i's are the most emotionally unavailable coworkers.they're like the perfect punching bag,they don't get hurt,you can swear,shout,get crazy on them and they say:na,it can happen bro.
hip hop rock
Credits
Prompt by
FolktronicGod683
FolktronicGod683GeneratedJan 21, 2026
ModelAria v5
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