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Dieses Werk entstand mit Hilfe moderner KI-Technologie. Musik, Text und Cover-Artwork wurden KI-gestützt erstellt und anschließend kreativ kuratiert. Ein Zusammenspiel aus menschlicher Idee und künstlicher Intelligenz. Hinweis: Dieses Video enthält KI-generierte Inhalte. Lyrics: Alarm clock screaming like it hates my soul, Steel-toe boots, yeah I’m back in the hole. Hands are shaking, coffee tastes like dust, Boss says “faster”, like I got a choice or trust. Sweat on my collar, time won’t slow, Every hour owes me what I’ll never know. They say “rest comes easy when the day is done”, Funny joke, yeah, tell another one. Sun goes down, but my head won’t stop, Thoughts hit harder than the hammer drop. So I walk that street where the neon glows, Only place where everybody knows. There’s no rest after the grind, no peace of mind, So I trade my sleep for a good strong kind. At the bar where the lights don’t judge my face, Bartender’s my brother, keeps me in the race. Pour it strong, make it neat, make it fast, Let me forget tomorrow, drown the past. If I can’t find rest, then I’ll pretend, In a swingin’ night with my bartender friend. Band starts playin’, shoes hit the floor, Laughing loud like we ain’t broke before. Tie’s undone, pain in my back, But the rhythm says “boy, don’t look back”. Bills in my pocket, holes in my shoes, Everybody here got something to lose. We dance like kings till the morning light, Borrowing joy for just one night. He knows my name, knows my drink, Knows the days I’m too tired to think. No questions asked, just a nod and a grin, Another round, yeah, let the night win. There’s no rest after the grind, no peace of mind, So I trade my sleep for a good strong kind. At the bar where the lights don’t judge my face, Bartender’s my brother, keeps me in the race. Pour it strong, make it neat, make it fast, Let me forget tomorrow, drown the past. If I can’t find rest, then I’ll pretend, In a swingin’ night with my bartender friend. Someday maybe I’ll slow it down, Find that quiet, leave this town. But tonight the horn section cries, And the whiskey tells me pretty lies. No rest after the grind, but the band’s on time, Life hurts less when it’s set to rhyme. Raise your glass to the worn-out men, We’ll clock in late, but we’ll laugh again. If peace won’t come, then I’ll defend This swingin’ life and my bartender friend. Band hits hard, last note bends, Same job tomorrow… But tonight never ends.