Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Plastic smile
Paper hat tilt
Berry swirl dripping on my wrist
Name tags crooked
Tips jar thin
Manager says “you missed a spot again”
I clock in
I disappear
Hands go numb in the freezer air
Wiping down
Your happy mess
Dreaming up a different address
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna die in a yogurt shop
Cherry-stained apron that I can’t drop
I’m meant for hardcovers
Book tours
Soft covers
Gold gates
Two daughters
And a house full of cats that I spoil like lovers
I wanna sign my name on a mansion wall
Laugh when the landlord finally calls
I’ll say
“I’m busy being rich
And free
An author”
Not stuck here wiping tables
For another dollar (oh)
[Verse 2]
Phone in the pocket
Secret draft
Notes app world where I finally last
Heroine quits at chapter ten
I keep writing till I quit like her
But when?
Stuck in line
Behind the glass
You want sprinkles
I just want past
You say “extra”
I say “someday”
Buy the whole strip mall and pave my way
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna die in a yogurt shop
Cherry-stained apron that I can’t drop
I’m meant for hardcovers
Book tours
Soft covers
Gold gates
Two daughters
And a house full of cats that I spoil like lovers
I wanna sign my name on a mansion wall
Laugh when the landlord finally calls
I’ll say
“I’m busy being rich
And free
An author”
Not stuck here wiping tables
For another dollar (yeah)
[Bridge]
[Beat pulls back
Whispered doubles]
What if this stain
Turns into ink?
What if this shift
Is shorter than I think?
What if these tips
Turn into scenes?
Every eye-roll
Feeding all my dreams (woah)
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna die in a yogurt shop
Cherry-stained apron that I finally drop
I’m meant for hardcovers
Book tours
Soft covers
Big lawn
Two daughters
And a house full of cats climbing over each other
I’m gonna sign my name on a mansion wall
Wave at the landlord when I see him crawl
I’ll say
“I’m busy being rich
And free
An author”
Left my cherry-stained apron
For a cherry-wood office (hey)
[Outro]
Last key turn
Door swings wide
I walk out
Into my own headline
Sticky shoes
On the midnight street
Rich in a story
Only I can read
Style
popglossy electro-pop with emo edges; female vocals up front over fizzy synth arps and a steady four-on-the-floor kick. verses stay tight and intimate with dry vocals and pulsing bass; chorus explodes with wide padsdetuned lead hooksand stacked harmonies. middle-eight strips to filtered synths and whispered doubles before a finaluplifting chorus with extra ad-libs and a brightstuttering outro.emorichelectro
Prompt
Female, electro, pop, emo. A song about hating being stuck in a part time yogurt shop job. Longing to be rich and free. Buying mansions and having cats and daughters. Being rich and an author.
Credits
Prompt by
Artemis15
Artemis15GeneratedJan 27, 2026
ModelAria v5
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