Borrowed Time Video (MV)

[Intro]
White walls and monitor screens
Watching numbers like they mean something
Beep... beep... counting down the in-between
These fluorescent lights ain't healing me

[Verse 1]
Grandma's records spin in my head
While machines keep track of the living and dead
Mama worked these halls for fifteen years
Now we're back here, fighting back tears
Paper forms and digital charts
Can't capture the weight in our hearts
They reduce you to statistics and codes
While real life hits different, nobody knows

[Chorus]
In these sterile rooms, I'm losing my mind
Memories fade like old vinyl behind
The system ain't built for the soul
Just numbers and charts, losing control
But we're more than data points, baby
More than what their screens can show
These heartbeats tell stories they'll never know

[Verse 2]
Working class heroes in scrubs and masks
Moving through corridors, completing their tasks
My father's eyes tell more than their tests
As reggae echoes from childhood cassettes
Manchester rain against window panes
Mixing with beeps that drive me insane
They say stay strong, keep holding on
But strength looks different when the lights are gone

[Bridge]
Three AM conversations
With nurses changing stations
Their whispers hold more truth
Than any algorithm's proof
These halls hold our prayers
Our hopes and our fears
No AI could ever understand
The trembling of these human hands

[Chorus]
In these sterile rooms, I'm losing my mind
Memories fade like old vinyl behind
The system ain't built for the soul
Just numbers and charts, losing control
But we're more than data points, baby
More than what their screens can show
These heartbeats tell stories they'll never know

[Outro]
Let the machines keep their perfect beat
While our hearts skip and stumble, incomplete
'Cause that's where the real music flows
In the spaces between what nobody knows
Beep... beep... beep...
(Fading whispers) We're still here...