The Hum of Leftovers

[Chorus] Clicking numbers, spinning slow Another deadline, nowhere to go My breath gets tight, a silent plea Is this all that's left of me? [Verse] Thirty-eight years, this city sleeps Through foggy glass, the tower keeps Its silent watch, a concrete maze Lost in these endless, hazy days [Pre-Chorus] The microwave hums its drone A hum that chills me to the bone Leftovers cool, a fading scent Another day already spent [Chorus] Clicking numbers, spinning slow Another deadline, nowhere to go My breath gets tight, a silent plea Is this all that's left of me? [Verse] The 'D', the 'E', the 'L' are worn From keys I've pressed since early morn Deleting errors, working late Sealing my own weary fate [Pre-Chorus] My phone screen cracks, a jagged line Obscures the countdown, yours and mine That bank app shows the debt's steep climb Running out of borrowed time [Chorus] Clicking numbers, spinning slow Another deadline, nowhere to go My breath gets tight, a silent plea Is this all that's left of me? [Bridge] Sweat on the glass, a blurry sheen A suffocating, anxious scene My chest is tight, I can't escape This pressure shaping my landscape [Verse] The air is thick, I gasp for more What am I even fighting for? Just the hum, the fading light Lost in this endless, weary night [Chorus] Clicking numbers, spinning slow Another deadline, nowhere to go My breath gets tight, a silent plea Is this all that's left of me? [Outro]