Lyrics

[Verse]
Brent on the grind with a beer in his hand
Stacks of papers drown his desk like quicksand
Project manager ties him down like ropes
By twilight he's gaming chasing pixel dreams and hopes

[Verse]
Cat named Chester sprawled out near the screen
Purring loud like a well-oiled machine
Brent laughs hard shouting at the game
Losing or winning he feels just the same

[Chorus]
Raise your glass for my brother Brent
Fighting deadlines till his soul feels spent
Joystick warrior with a beer so cold
A heart of fire in a world of mold

[Verse]
The long nights drag but he don’t let ‘em win
Cracks another bottle Chester curls up again
He's got that focus a sniper could own
Building bridges in the office on a gamer’s throne

[Bridge]
Behind the keyboard he’s a battlefield king
Late night beer and the chaos it brings
Through the haze Chester’s eyes so green
A delicate balance in this wild routine

[Chorus]
Raise your glass for my brother Brent
Fighting deadlines till his soul feels spent
Joystick warrior with a beer so cold
A heart of fire in a world of mold