[Verse] Cold coffee stains on the kitchen floor, Morning burns but I’m craving something more, Clock hands slash through the grainy light, Broken dreams pack their bags tonight. [Pre-Chorus] Sirens scream, the city’s on repeat, Heartbeat’s synced to a crooked beat. [Chorus] Factory whistle’s screaming, tearing through the steam, Cold coffee and false starts, chasing faded dreams, We’re the ghosts in the grinding machine, Shout it loud, shout it raw—this is our scene! [Verse] Sparks fly under flickering neon skies, Paper cuts line the cheap disguise, Bruised and wired, a scattered mind, Looking for a spark that we’ll never find. [Pre-Chorus] Sirens scream, the city’s on repeat, Heartbeat’s synced to a crooked beat. [Chorus] Factory whistle’s screaming, tearing through the steam, Cold coffee and false starts, chasing faded dreams, We’re the ghosts in the grinding machine, Shout it loud, shout it raw—this is our scene! [Bridge] Wasted nights, broken fights, Everything's a dynamic fight, Can’t unplug from the noise inside, We’re alive, we won’t hide! [Chorus] Factory whistle’s screaming, tearing through the steam, Cold coffee and false starts, chasing faded dreams, We’re the ghosts in the grinding machine, Shout it loud, shout it raw—this is our scene! [Chorus] Factory whistle’s screaming, tearing through the steam, Cold coffee and false starts, chasing faded dreams, We’re the ghosts in the grinding machine, Shout it loud, shout it raw—this is our scene! [Outro] Cold coffee, broken dreams, We’re falling through the cracks unseen, But we’ll rise—yeah, we’ll rise again!