Receipt Burn
(hey, hey)
A stranger in the mirror
staring back at me
Keeps the receipt for no reason,
endlessly
Sitting at a desk with three screens still on
Chasing down a dream till the dark is gone
Work it, clock it,
stack it, trace it Find the mark and don't erase it Work
it, clock it, stack it,
trace it
(yeah,
yeah)
Watch the screens burn bright in the cold warehouse No time to
breathe, no time to doubt We keep the pace,
we hold the line
(gimme that rhythm, one more time)
Paper trail fading in the fluorescent light
Break room silence in the middle of the night
Three screens blinking, humming in the cold
Story of a hustle that was never told
Work it, clock it,
stack it, trace it Find the mark and don't erase it Work
it, clock it, stack it,
trace it
Watch the screens burn bright...
(keep
the receipt)
No time to doubt...