Out of Office
Out of Office is a modern burnout anthem dressed in bright, polished pop. It captures the emotional weight of feeling exhausted . . mentally, emotionally, physically . . and not knowing how to hit pause. Inspired by real thoughts like “I’m burnt out,” “I don’t know how to recharge,” and “Is this what life’s meant to be?” . . the song speaks directly to those silently drowning under the pressure of being “always on.”
Upbeat yet emotionally grounded, Out of Office isn’t about quitting . . it’s about reclaiming space to breathe, unplug, and reconnect with yourself. Sometimes you don’t just need a vacation . . you need to stop.
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oh, my, God, I’m tired Eyes open, but I’m sleepwalking Phone buzzed five times, I sighed This coffee ain’t doing nothing Clock’s moving like it hates me Another task, another fake “how are you?” I just wanna crawl back under Let the world run without me I’m burnt out, low batt’, no charger Mind’s loud, but I can’t shout louder Time’s slipping like sand through fingers Every win just feels like a whisper I need a vacation (ohh) Somewhere they can’t reach my phone Somewhere I can vanish With no badge to scan, no tone Not still working on my PTO Just want silence in stereo I need a vacation Before I fade out for good Tried yoga, tried wine, tried running Still feel like I’m just . . existing Got dreams collecting dust While I’m answering emails at dusk Was told this was the good life But it feels more like a punchline I’m burnt out, low batt’, no charger Mind’s loud, but I can’t shout louder Time’s slipping like sand through fingers Every win just feels like a whisper I need a vacation (ohh) Somewhere they can’t reach my phone Somewhere I can vanish With no badge to scan, no tone Not still working on my PTO Just want silence in stereo I need a vacation Before I fade out for good Pack my guilt in a suitcase Leave my “should’s” in the rearview Don’t call it quitting Call it choosing me for once I need a vacation (mmm) Far from the noise and the spin Just space and a sky that’s endless To remember who I’ve been Not still working on my PTO Just breathing, finally solo I need a vacation Before I disappear again