CACHE MISS

Name: CACHE MISS
Duration: 258 s
Description: CACHE MISS by mBaileyz. From the artist’s lyric sheet: “Every time I let it stack, they call it “rich” But the love feel thin like a cache miss Heart write…”

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CACHE MISS lyrics

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Intro

Yeah Air cold in the lab, lights hum, fans hiss CLI blinking in my face, same script They only call my phone when the logs flip

Chorus

Every time I let it stack, they call it “rich” But the love feel thin like a cache miss Heart write once, read many, still glitch ’Cause they only act different when the check hit Every time I let it stack, they call it “rich” But the trust get dropped like a packet in the mix Life feel light till the floorboards shift It only hit different on a cache miss

Verse 1

Plantation sign flash by, 595 at night Got a bill from FPL, three digits on sight Slack light up, “we got latency spikes” Same three names tagged when the graph not right Thirty-two cores hot in a Broward cage Cooling unit cough like it caught old age I can read a stack trace like a prayer on the page But I still can’t patch how my hands hold rage Client want five nines, never ask for mine I been up past two, still “we’ll be fine” Auto-scaling out while I scale in tight Turn my feelings into flags so I don’t time out tonight Used to duct-tape debt with a balance transfer Now the card chip scream at the Publix scanner Receipt roll long like a life I can’t plan for If the swipe don’t clear, who I stand for

Pre-chorus

Tell me what’s the SLA on a human being Who composes all the runbooks but forgets his own meaning If I mirror back the logs from the life I’m leading Would the diff show truth or just good formatting

Chorus

Verse 2

GPU rack glow like a low tide moon Fine-tune model on a Tuesday afternoon Feed it all my texts from that year I was doomed Watch it autocomplete answers I never told the room DAO vote open on my cracked iPhone Token price slide while I ride back home Somebody type “gm” like the sky not torn We still arguing emissions while the rent transform At the desk, top off with a cold cortadito 808 test kick rattles old torpedo I bounce eight-bar loops till my eyes feel Frito Then push one to the world like “please don’t veto” Every hook like a ticket in a backlog stack If this one close clean, I might not snap If the streams come slow, I’ll still bounce back ’Cause my name in the schema, not just on the plaque

Pre-chorus

If the cluster ever crash with no failover path Who gon’ notice first, the invoice or the wrath If I drop from the grid like a /16 slash Would the story stay cached or would they garbage-collect the past

Chorus

Bridge

If I powered all their nights but my own went dark Would they spin up one candle or just praise the sparks I been building all these systems just to prove my part But I still don’t know where the uptime stops and I start

Chorus

Every time I let it stack, they call it “rich” But the love feel thin like a cache miss Heart write once, read many, still glitch ’Cause they only act different when the check hit Every time I let it stack, they call it “rich” I’ve been living like a node they just ping then ditch If the whole thing fail and the graphs go stiff I’ll still respawn quiet from a cache miss

Outro

Hard stop, silence, cursor, exit

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