Clock Out
by Evechon Music · Synth-Pop
The exhale at the end of a long shift — fluorescent lights, a name tag hanging by a thread, and a song in your pocket that refuses to stay quiet. "Clock Out" is the moment the drawer of forgotten dreams clicks open and the neon night finally becomes yours.
Lyrics
Intro
Clock out
Clock out
Verse 1
Fluorescent lights over tired eyes
Name tag hanging by a thread
Same small talk by the coffee machine
Same old numbers in my head
My manager says, “Can you stay late?”
I smile like I didn’t hear
There’s a song in my pocket
And a plan getting clear
I’ve been trading my hours
For a room I barely see
Putting dreams in a drawer
Like they don’t belong to me
But the lock on that drawer
Doesn’t hold like it did
Something keeps moving
Under my skin
Pre-Chorus
The clock hits nine
The door swings wide
I breathe like someone
Let me back inside
No speech prepared
No grand way out
Just one small voice
Getting too loud
Chorus
I clock out
From the weight on my chest
From the version of me
That kept saying yes
I clock out
From the same old lines
From the days that disappeared
While I called it fine
I’m not running
I’m not breaking down
I just know myself better
Than I did by now
I clock out
I clock out
And I don’t look down
Post-Chorus
Not tonight
Not this time
Not my whole life
On someone else’s line
Not tonight
Not this time
I clock out
And I take what’s mine
Verse 2
There’s a crack in the pavement
Where I wait for the bus
A man keeps singing softly
Like the world owes him trust
I check my reflection
In the dark shop glass
I look like my father
When he worked too fast
There’s rent next Monday
There’s a fridge half full
There are people who love me
And still don’t know the pull
But I’m done making peace
With a life too small
If I lose one door
I’ll paint the wall
Pre-Chorus
The clock hits nine
The door swings wide
I breathe like someone
Let me back inside
No speech prepared
No grand way out
Just one small voice
Getting too loud
Chorus
I clock out
From the weight on my chest
From the version of me
That kept saying yes
I clock out
From the same old lines
From the days that disappeared
While I called it fine
I’m not running
I’m not breaking down
I just know myself better
Than I did by now
I clock out
I clock out
And I don’t look down
Rap Verse
Back door open, cold air hits
Old receipt folded in my fist
Two missed calls and a low account
Still got a heartbeat they can’t count
I gave them Mondays, gave them sleep
Gave them parts of me I meant to keep
But the dream stayed loud in a quiet room
Like a bassline bleeding through the afternoon
No fake smile, no polished speech
No perfect future I can reach
Just one real step past the fear
And the first clean breath I’ve had all year
Bridge
Maybe I still worry
Maybe I still shake
Maybe choosing yourself
Doesn’t feel that brave
Maybe it starts ugly
Maybe it starts small
Maybe the first freedom
Is answering the call
Final Chorus
I clock out
From the weight on my chest
From the version of me
That kept saying yes
I clock out
From the same old lines
From the days that disappeared
While I called it fine
I’m not running
I’m not breaking down
I just know myself better
Than I did by now
I clock out
I clock out
And I don’t look down
Outro
Not tonight
Not this time
Not my whole life
On someone else’s line
I clock out
I clock out
And I take what’s mine