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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Cold coffee on the counter
Cartoons hum in the other room
Same stain on the same old sweater
Same four walls, same perfume
Scroll past faces buying houses
New careers and wedding rings
I’m knee-deep in dirty dishes
Freeze-framing all the little things
[Pre-Chorus]
Are they racing toward the sunrise?
Am I glued down to this floor?
Every year they grow a size
I’m still in last year’s war
[Chorus]
I’m stuck behind while the world keeps driving
Waving from a window they don’t see
Lonely sad mom in a slow-mo silence
Everybody changing, everybody but me
Days get longer, life gets shorter
Like sand through fingers I can’t hold
I’m stuck behind, but I’m still trying
To find a future in this fold
[Verse 2]
My friends talk in vacation pictures
Office doors and office fights
I talk in snack times, bedtime whispers
Kitchen light at 2 at night
Mirror shows the years I traded
For small hands wrapped around my neck
Love so loud it leaves me shaking
Dreams I shelved to keep us fed
[Pre-Chorus]
If I chase what’s left inside me
Will I drop what matters most?
Every wish feels like a secret
I just send to some lost coast
[Chorus]
I’m stuck behind while the world keeps driving
Waving from a window they don’t see
Lonely sad mom in a slow-mo silence
Everybody changing, everybody but me
Days get longer, life gets shorter
Like sand through fingers I can’t hold
I’m stuck behind, but I’m still trying
To find a future in this fold
[Bridge]
What if I’m not only mother?
What if I’m still also me? (yeah)
Can I carry both these stories
In one tired body?
If I take one step tomorrow
Even if it’s small, half-blind
Maybe being a little broken
Doesn’t mean I stay behind
[Chorus]
I’m stuck behind while the world keeps driving
But there’s a little engine in my chest (hey)
Lonely sad mom learning slow revival
Singing through the mess, doing my best
Days get longer, life gets shorter
So I’ll write my name across this sky
I’m stuck behind, but I’m still fighting
To let my own life pass me by
Details
GeneratedMar 19, 2026
Duration3:27
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody hip-hop/pop crossover with female vocals, close-mic confessional tone over a sparse piano loop and warm sub-bass. Verses ride a slow, swung drum groove with subtle trap hats; pre-chorus adds airy guitars and distant vocal chops, then the chorus blooms into pop-rock chords with punchy live drums and stacked harmonies. Final hook pulls instrumentation back for an intimate, almost a cappella outro feel., pop rock, sad, world, pop, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
UrbanSample703
UrbanSample703ModelAria v5
Prompt
Lonely sad mom stuck in time..everyone moving forward stuck behind. Watching world continue moving as days get longer and life is shorter. female, rap, hip hop, pop, pop rock
