Lyrics

Through the fog of screens, he’s sifting Ever moving, never drifting Blazer tight, ambition’s burning Through the noise, the world’s still turning Lines of code that keep compiling Dreams of success, in his mind filing Stressed and tired, numbers wired Eyes on screens, caffeine-filled dreams In the echo of the clicking Triple-pawed, the cat's predicting Data's up, stocks entwining Sunless eyes, but still he's grinding Pressure mounts, the clock's unwinding In the glow, his world confining Juggling tasks, his hands are binding To the chair, his fate's aligning [Breakdown] Machines hum, his cat's meowing Metal heart, no time for slowing Clock ticks loud, deadlines looming Paper towers, stress consuming Charts and graphs, the market’s whim Under lights that never dim Monitors with flickers bright Counting down to endless night Forecasts yield, to tame the wild Bold campaigns, to the grind beguiled Eyes dart fast, the cat walks by Triple step, under fluorescent sky Infinite tabs, digital spree Venture maps, in the silicon sea