Read Receipt Glow

One more track and we'll leave it behind

One more minute we're stealing from time

Under the light of the vending glow Just one more track before

we go

Your phone screen's

lighting up the dark

Another three-minute voice note from your cousin in the park

We're sitting on plastic chairs

by the break-room wall

Watching that little grey read receipt refusing to fall (mhmm) And the

shift ended forty minutes ago

But the fluorescent hum is the only thing we know (yeah)

One more track and we'll leave it behind

One more minute we're stealing from time

Under the light of the vending glow Just one more track before

we go

(before we go) Two gig workers sitting in the static air Pretending

that the next delivery route isn't there We scroll and we wait,

staring at the blue-hued screen

Caught inside the machinery of a routine

We're just ghosts in the machine

Living in the spaces in between (hummmm)

One more track and we'll leave it behind

One more minute we're stealing from time

Under the light of the vending glow Just one more track before

we go Before we go

(mhmm) Just one more track