Lyrics

Verse

Wake up early, punch the clock, start the day anew,
Driving in my rusted car, 'cause that's what workers do.
Fill the tank with liquid gold, it's burning through my soul,
Running circles, paying tolls, chasing an endless goal.
The fridge is full of fancy stuff that rots before it's done,
Every bite’s a poison thrill, but hey, it’s all in fun.
Crunch the bugs and sip the trash, it's progress, so they say,
Smile and laugh, ignore the cracks, it’s just another day.


Chorus

Round and round, we spin so bright,
On this wheel of joy, we hold on tight.
We’ll laugh and sing, pretend it’s fine,
Hamsters running, toe the line.


Verse

Smoke a pack to skip the years that aren’t worth living through,
They tax the vice, but joke’s on them—it’s cheaper than the truth.
Half my wage goes up in flames, to fuel the powers high,
They say it’s for my own good; yeah, sure, don’t ask me why.
Shivering in cardboard dreams, the heating bills won’t come,
Warm the house with empty words from leaders looking numb.
The kids, they ask, "What’s life about?" and I just bite my tongue,
How can I sell them on this mess, when even hope feels wrong?


Chorus

Round and round, we spin so bright,
On this wheel of joy, we hold on tight.
We’ll laugh and sing, pretend it’s fine,
Hamsters running, toe the line.


Bridge

But what if we just stopped the wheel,
Let the cracks show, let them heal?
Could we live, not just survive?
Break the loop, feel alive?


Verse

The world is turning, screaming loud, and we just play along,
Sell our time, forget the rhyme, and call it progress gone.
Families shrink, the future blurs, who’d bring kids to this ride?
A plastic ocean, burning skies—what’s left to hold with pride?
Still we dance and sing the tune, pretending it’s all great,
Cheering for the spinning wheel, denying what awaits.
A brighter day, a better place, sounds nice but feels so far,
Till then we’ll fuel this engine, wishing on a star.


End Chorus

Round and round, we spin so bright,
On this wheel of joy, we hold on tight.
We’ll laugh and sing, pretend it’s fine,
Hamsters running, toe the line.
Round and round, a dizzy haze,
Eyes wide shut, we count the days.
Let’s break the wheel, let chaos shine,
No more hamsters toe the line.