Midnight on the Fryer

[Verse]
Clock in to hell no turning back tonight
Grease burns my hands under fluorescent light
The fryer screams the chicken cries real loud
Royal curse working this farm for the crowd

[Verse 2]
Slushie machine spits like it’s mad at me
Sticky floors and broken dreams for all to see
Managers barking as my soul combusts
Sweeping aisles drowning out my disgust

[Chorus]
Royal farms ain't no kingdom to reign
Just a cage with time slowly driving me insane
Golden chicken cloaked in oil and shame
Counting hours till I leave this awful game

[Verse 3]
Frozen food aisle is a crypt so frigid
Bagging misery while my anger’s rigid
Customers demand without a thank you or grin
Every shift feels like a punishment for sin

[Bridge]
Break room's a closet no solace inside
Chasing whispers of freedom as I hide
The timeclock's shadow hangs over my fate
Dreaming of quitting as rage starts to inflate

[Chorus]
Royal farms ain't no kingdom to reign
Just a cage with time slowly driving me insane
Golden chicken cloaked in oil and shame
Counting hours till I leave this awful game

heavy, dark, bass-driven