Overthinking Factory
Sassy catchy pop punk
Overthinking Factory
Sassy catchy pop punk
Lyrics
Verse 1
Punching in at 3AM again,
Clock says “sleep,” but my head won’t bend.
Conveyor belts roll another dumb thought,
“Congrats, you’re still crazy!”—like I forgot.
Machines are clanking, doubts on parade,
Every “what if” is custom-made.
This brain’s a sweatshop, no HR,
Just panic selling dreams at the bargain bazaar!
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Pre-Chorus
Hey! I don’t need a remedy,
This chaos is my legacy—
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Chorus
Welcome to my Overthinking Factory
Running overtime on my anxiety
Stamping doubts like they’re shiny new toys,
Sirens screaming louder than my own voice!
Yeah, my brain’s a mess, but it’s working for free,
Churning out chaos on repeat endlessly
No warranty, no sympathy—
Just another shift in my Overthinking Factory!
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Verse 2
Blueprints drawn with shaky hands,
Schematics no one understands.
Tangled wires, alarms that ring,
Overthinking makes everything sting.
Fake scenarios hot off the press,
Self-doubt special, “limited stress.”
Break room’s closed, no coffee inside,
Just vending machines filled with cyanide!
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Pre-Chorus
Hey! Don’t you dare try fixing me,
This circus runs on misery—
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Chorus
Welcome to my Overthinking Factory
Running overtime on my anxiety
Stamping doubts like they’re shiny new toys,
Sirens screaming louder than my own voice!
Yeah, my brain’s a mess, but it’s working for free,
Churning out chaos on repeat endlessly
No warranty, no sympathy—
Just another shift in my Overthinking Factory!
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Bridge – sarcastic breakdown
🔊 [Mock PA Announcement]
“Attention workers: another fake problem has hit the line.
Please panic accordingly. Thank you.”
(Alice screaming with a smirk)
Spinning gears!
Cracked machines!
I’m the CEO of my stupid dreams!
Assembly line of doom in style—
Guess I’ll laugh while I break a mile!
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Grand Chorus – big finale
Welcome to my Overthinking Factory
Forever producing insecurity
Stamping fears like they’re brand-new lies,
Sirens wailing, sparks in my eyes!
Yeah, my brain’s insane, but it’s all that I’ve got,
Every meltdown’s still a jackpot!
No warranty, no sympathy—
Still alive inside my Overthinking Factory!
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Outro – shouted with sassy irony
Open 24/7, baby—
No refunds!
No returns!
Just permanent concern!