Stuck in the Backseat

rock, Crunchy melodic punk-pop with bright overdriven guitars and tight, uptempo drums, Male vocals with doubled hooks in the chorus, gang-shouted responses on key words, Verses stay punchy and palm-muted; choruses open wide with soaring harmonies and ringing chords, Brief halftime bridge with tom-heavy build, then last chorus hits hard and fast, pop, punk

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[Verse 1] Woke up in yesterday’s t-shirt Same fight stuck on repeat Your words still taped to my ribs Like flyers all over my street You said you’re chasing a future I’m stalled at the traffic light I’m always late to the moment But I still wanna get it right [Chorus] I’m stuck in the backseat Of a life that’s driving past me (past me) Trying to shout directions But nobody’s asking If this is the last scene I want it loud and messy (hey!) Turn it up Burn it out ’Cause I’m done living softly [Verse 2] Your name carved deep in my backpack Ink bled through to my skin We swore we’d graduate together Got a cap and a ghost instead Now all my friends talk in futures New towns Brand‑new last names I’m here with holes in my sneakers And pockets full of almost-plans [Chorus] I’m stuck in the backseat Of a life that’s driving past me (past me) Trying to shout directions But nobody’s asking If this is the last scene I want it loud and messy (oh!) Turn it up Burn it out ’Cause I’m done living softly [Bridge] Maybe I don’t need a map Just this scarred-up heart and a full tank If I crash At least I crashed Chasing something I can’t fake (can’t fake) [Chorus] I’m stuck in the backseat But I’m climbing through the glass now (hey!) Hands on a shaking wheel Heart like a siren Maxed out If this is the last scene I’ll make it loud and messy Turn it up Burn it out I’m done living softly Turn it up Burn it out I’m done living softly

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