One last shift
No known location
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- G# major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.89
- valence
- 0.56
- vocal at
- 1.8s
- length
- 2:37
- language
- En
lyrics
Badge on my keychain, bent at the edge Nine nineteen clock, red in the ledge Nail in the break room, chipped on the tray I fold my apron, take the lint away Blue locker door sticks, needs two hard pulls My name on the clipboard, with the coffee refills Last box of tea bags, taped shut in the back I know every crack in the floor where I sat Two more minutes Then I’m through My phone face-down Still buzzing for you One last shift One last shift One last shift One last shift I hate it I’ll miss it I hate it I’ll miss it Receipt tape curls up like a ribbon in white Mop water cold under fluorescent light The freezer hums low when I pass that door I laugh at the stain I used to ignore Crowded at six, then dead by eight Someone left fries on the prep steel plate I clock out clean, but I take the smell Of salt in my hair and the storage-room bell Two more minutes Then I’m through My phone face-down Still buzzing for you One last shift One last shift One last shift One last shift I hate it I’ll miss it I hate it I’ll miss it Paper cut thumb on the timecard line Keys in my fist like a tiny shrine I kiss the mirror with a greasy grin Say “see you” to a place I never fit in One last shift One last shift One last shift One last shift I hate it I’ll miss it I hate it I’ll miss it