[Intro]
Radios playing different stations
TV in the background
Having trouble handling the sound
There's no one around, still the noise
Pillow to the head, eyes closed
So exposed, mind explode
Stay still, wait 20, groan
Get up, work, till I can’t move
Counting the hours I’m losing
My morning disapproving

[Verse 1]
I'm not the best with my health
My problems under radar, stealth
Brushed over, rushed closure
Life hangover whilst being sober
Rooms a mess
From the days I can't handle the stress
Work more, sleep less
Only need my work and home address
I find myself wearing what I collapsed in
Hard to find time to relax in
Don't know where my max is
Or how long I'm lasting

But the work is there so much progress in months
Taking projects in bunches, setting targets I hit
Making squares fit into circles
Smile at the referrals

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[Verse 2]
Sorry you got my email at 3 am
Can't imagine how busy I am
So much work, no time, I can
Fit into 18 hours Just can't
Form a phrase, no memory in the haze

Stay where I'm comfy
But there is no joy there
Wake up, no adjusting my Saiyan hair
Diet of black coffee so I spit brown
Grinding my sound

Wake with the cafes, sleep with the bars
Wondering which shift will be my last
So I can spend time on what I wan not what pays
Watch the commas in my plays
And the stages in my phases
Till the crowd know my phrases

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[Verse 3]
Keep pushing, can take it
Till my body's breaking
Again, feet aching
On auto pilot as problems pile up
Don't want to see the release
Just an emotional spree
Wake to see where I end up
Want to know thoughts?
Sobriety helps tighten lips
I'll talk after the work ticks over
6hrs, three days
You'll find me closer
And I know I can't keep this up
Just need more time
I still haven't learned this rhyme thing in full
Put words into phrases I can do
Just to see you look at me proud
Known for more than being loud
Do my work at night while you sleep
Keep working till I feel complete

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