Lyrics

Verse 1:
You wake up before the sun,
Chasing dreams that never come.
Clock in, nod, pretend you're fine—
Trading time for nickels and dimes.

Pre-Chorus:
You stare through the glass of the subway car,
See your face but forget who you are.
Every day the same refrain—
A loop disguised as gain.

Chorus:
We're running in place on a wheel we can't see,
Drowning in noise just to feel like we're free.
Wearing these masks, calling it grace,
But we’re just tired ghosts in a paper chase.

Verse 2:
Your boss says, “Think big,” while your soul grows small,
You climb up ladders that lead to a wall.
Weekend comes, you drink to forget—
Monday hits, the cycle resets.

Bridge:
Is this all there is? Is this what we choose?
To lose ourselves so we don’t lose?
You laugh at the sky ‘cause crying’s too loud—
A rebel thought in a silent crowd.

Outro:
So what if we stopped and let the world spin?
If we let the absurd be where we begin?
Maybe there’s meaning in making none—
In watching the rat race and choosing to run.