Stealth in the Cubicles

male vocalist,industrial & noise,post-industrial,mechanical,aggressive,sampling,rhythmic,industrial,electro-industrial,political,dark,noisy,ebm,nocturnal,synthpop

April 16th, 2024udio

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Desk a fortress, screens high and trim Every minute, a careful chore While the boss lurks, outside my door Keyboards clack but Silent feet glide Escape artistry Clock hands tick fast (tick fast) Eyes on screens, my breath I hold Dodging the boss, his gaze is cold Walls my refuge Never caught so Hush hideaways In the shadows, my retreat (my retreat) I'm a ghost in the fluorescent light Prowl like a panther, out of sight Heavy air, thick with silent strife In this office jungle, I fight for life [Chorus] Survival game, till the day is done In the maze of the cubicles, I sneak (I sneak) A mouse in a trap, playing hide and seek Corporate soldiers, we march in time In the trenches, under fluorescent shine [Verse 3] With each tick tock, my cover's sure Through paper stacks, my steps are pure My stapler's ready, my pen a sword Blending in with the office horde I maneuver through this daily grind A master of the covert kind In this labyrinth, I weave and bob Staying out of the crosshairs of the boss

Stealth in the Cubicles

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