“She’s what happens when burnout learns to rhyme.” - her therapist
“Writes like a CEO, sings like she’s quitting.” - random A&R
“The chorus made me cry in the bathroom stall. 5 stars.” - girlie with a dream and imposter syndrome
Underpaid, overlooked, and over it - TEYA turns workplace trauma into synth-pop drama, blending boardroom burnout with beats that hit harder than your last performance review.
She crafts anthems for anyone who’s stayed late, played nice, and still got left out of the email thread.
With corporate-approved melodies and HR-rejected lyrics, her songs land like emails you wish you’d sent way earlier - raw, real, and loud enough that no one can talk over them.
If you’re the intern one printer jam away from snapping, this is the music for you.