Not your machine

(Verse 1)
He wakes before the morning light
While the city sleeps through quiet nights
They lean on him like he won’t break
But how much more can one man take?
He’s done the work, he’s paid his dues
Still left with nothing left to lose
They see his hands, but not his soul
They take the part, but not the whole
(Pre-Chorus)
He’s held the line while they let go
And no one asks if he's okay, though
If his body had a voice to scream
It’d beg for silence, beg to dream
(Chorus)
He’s not a machine, he’s not a name on timecards
Not a lifeline you can stretch too far
He feels the weight they’ll never see
Still gives it all so selflessly
But even steel begins to rust
When it’s been carrying too much
He’s not your slave, he’s not your tool
He’s a man who's tired of being used
(Verse 2)
They praise him when the job gets done
But never ask what he’s become
No holiday, no space to breathe
Just expectations he can’t leave
His body aches, his spirit cracks
But still, he’s got the world on his back
He smiles like nothing's wrong at all
While deep inside, he wants to fall
(Pre-Chorus)
They see results, but not the cost
How many nights, how much he’s lost
If hearts could shatter loud and clear
You’d hear the truth you won't come near
(Chorus)
He’s not a machine, not built for endless giving
He’s more than just a way of living
He dreams like you, he breaks like glass
But still, you push and let him pass
He’s earned his peace, he’s earned his rest
But all he gets is second best
He’s not your slave, he’s not your tool
He’s a man who’s done with being used
(Bridge – Rap style or spoken word)
He’s the one who shows up, no matter the storm
But no one shows up to keep him warm
Responsibility, with no return
Watch a fire dim while others burn
He ain’t your backup, your guarantee
He’s tired of fighting silently
You take and take, but never give
Tell me, is that any way to live?
(Breakdown – stripped back, haunting)
He’s screaming inside
But machines don’t cry...
(Final Chorus – emotional crescendo)
He’s not a machine, he’s got a voice, a fire
Not just fuel for your empire
He breathes like you, he bleeds the same
But all he’s felt is hurt and blame
You took his time, ignored his right
But he still stood and stayed to fight
He’s not your slave, he’s not your tool
He’s a man who’s finally through…
(Outro – soft and haunting)
He’s not a machine…
He’s not a machine…

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