The Cog

Song description:
This song is an office worker's anthem. Feeling exploited and undervalued, they realize the truth about their dead-end job and the boss's greed. They decide to break free from the soul-sucking routine and fight for a better life.
Lyrics:
Signed on the dotted line, thought it all would be mine
Promises of sunshine, a ladder to climb
Work-life, just a joke, a never-ending whine
Stuck here in this chokehold, feelin' like I'm gonna die
Heart beats a new rhythm, a rebel's call
This fire's getting brighter, gonna break these office walls
Can't take it no longer, gotta make a stand
This feeling's gonna erupt, gotta take back my command
Now I see the truth, the real reveal
Boss man livin' lavish, while I'm just a wheel
Ferrari every year, a brand new thrill
Just a tiny cog, feelin' used, feelin' ill
Told me I could rise up, from the bottom to the peak
But it's just a fantasy, a promise I can't speak
Unfair expectations, a weight upon my chest
No praise, no recognition, just another test
Heart beats a new rhythm, a rebel's call
This fire's getting brighter, gonna break these office walls
Can't take it no longer, gotta make a stand
This feeling's gonna erupt, gotta take back my command
Now I see the truth, the real reveal
Boss man livin' lavish, while I'm just a wheel
Ferrari every year, a brand new thrill
Just a tiny cog, feelin' used, feelin' ill
Maybe I was naive, bought the golden dreams
But reality bites hard, shatters at the seams
No more coffee fueled nights, staring at the screen
This caged bird's taking flight, chasing a brand new scene
Now I see the truth, the real reveal
Boss man livin' lavish, while I'm just a wheel
Ferrari every year, a brand new thrill
Just a tiny cog, feelin' used, feelin' ill