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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
Details
GeneratedJan 27, 2026
Duration3:10
LanguageEnglish
Style
pop, Glossy 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 pads, detuned lead hooks, and stacked harmonies. Middle-eight strips to filtered synths and whispered doubles before a final, uplifting chorus with extra ad-libs and a bright, stuttering outro., emo, rich, electro
Credits
Prompt by
Artemis15
Artemis15ModelAria v5
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.
