Ghost Mechanics

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Ghost Mechanics lyrics

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Intro

Yeah. This for the ones in the shadows. The ones keeping the lights on. We see you.

Verse 1

Five AM the alarm screams, eyes still burning red Coffee in a paper cup, monsters under the bed Got the uniform on tight, nametag hanging sideways Waiting on the bus in the freezing cold on Fridays Floors need mopping up, the shelves need restocking Manager is watching the clock, hear the seconds knocking Minimum wage, maximum effort, sweat on the brow They want the whole world fixed, and they want it right now

Pre-chorus

Back starts aching but the rent is due Two jobs, no sleep, just to make it through Invisible giants, walking down the street Calloused hands, tired eyes, blisters on the feet

Chorus

We the ghost mechanics, keep the engine humming They don't hear the struggle, they just hear us coming We hold up the sky so the stars can shine bright Building up the city in the middle of the night (World percussion intensifies) Yeah, we keep the world running. Even when nobody sees.

Verse 2

Check comes in, it’s gone before it hits the bank Gas light flashing yellow on an empty tank Baby needs shoes, mama needs her medicine Robbing Peter paying Paul, tell me where the heaven is Double shift, double time, grind until the bone break Serving rich folks dinners that I can't afford to make Smiling at the customer who looks right through my face Running on a treadmill in a never-ending race

Pre-chorus

Back starts aching but the rent is due Two jobs, no sleep, just to make it through Invisible giants, walking down the street Calloused hands, tired eyes, blisters on the feet

Chorus

Bridge

If we all stopped working, then the world stops turning Silence in the streets while the chaos starts burning Respect the hustle, respect the dirt and grime We aren't just workers, we are masters of time

Verse 3

Used to keep my head down, now I hold it high I’m the reason that your packages can fly I’m the reason that the floors shine like a mirror Let me make the message just a little bit clearer Every brick, every bolt, every single clean plate Built by the hands that you underestimate So put some respect on the ones in the vest We the heartbeat, baby, put the doubt to rest

Chorus

Outro

Ghost mechanics. We see you. Don't stop.

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