Yeah… Been standin' here too long. It's still spinnin’. I'm stil

Yeah… Been standin' here too long. It's still spinnin’. I'm still slippin’. I put my dreams in the microwave. Thirty on the clock. No grace to save. Watched 'em turn... like I’m turnin’ too. Maybe they’ll be warm when I’m through. Hope wrapped in plastic. Same old tray. Thought I saw change, but it burned away. Eyes on the door, but it won’t unlock. Time moves slow when you watch that box. No lie, I talk to it sometimes. Might reply. I’m outta my mind. Said, “Don’t blow up...” Like I ever could. But I still stand here, like I understood. This heat don’t fix what’s broken. But I still press start. Unspoken. My dreams keep spinnin’ in silence. Meltin’ slow in emotional science. Ain’t wishin’ well. I’m wishin’ warm. Standin’ still in a kitchen storm. All these seconds just feel like years. But I won’t leave till it disappears.