8 A.M. (Is This It?)

[Verse 1]
Alarm won’t quit
Same grey ceiling
Coffee tastes like cardboard
Same old feeling
Crowded train
No one talking
Scrolling through a stranger’s day
Door clicks
Screen is glowing
Guess I’m here anyway
[Chorus]
It’s 8 a.m
I’m at the table
Staring at this frozen screen
How did all the colors of my childhood
Fade into this copy-paste routine
Is this my life
Is this it
Clock keeps laughing while I sit
It’s 8 a.m
I’m at the table
Wondering how my life turned into this
[Verse 2]
Inbox open
Heart stays closed
Typing answers
To people I don’t know
My dreams in a folder
Labeled “Someday” on my phone
Whole world in my pocket
But I’ve never felt this alone
[Chorus]
It’s 8 a.m
I’m at the table
Staring at this frozen screen
How did all the colors of my childhood
Fade into this copy-paste routine
Is this my life
Is this it
Clock keeps laughing while I sit
It’s 8 a.m
I’m at the table
Wondering how my life turned into this
[Bridge]
What if I stood up
Walked out that door (right now)
Would I find something
Worth losing this for
There’s a voice inside me
Getting hard to ignore
Saying “you were meant
You were meant for more” (oh)
[Chorus]
It’s 8 a.m
I’m at the table
Staring at this frozen screen
But somewhere underneath this empty
There’s a quiet
Restless dream
This can’t be life
Can it be
There has to be more for me
It’s 8 a.m
I’m at the table
But I swear this isn’t how the story ends

pop, Punchy mid-tempo pop with bittersweet chords on bright keys, tight indie-style drums, and subtly gritty bass; male vocals start dry and close-up, chorus widens with stacked harmonies and a lifted top melody, bridge strips down to keys and vocal before a final, bigger chorus with extra ad-lib lifts