[Verse 1]
Alarm at seven
Still feels like four
Same gray ceiling
Same cracked door
Blue light buzzing on her face
Scrolling through another race
Everyone is flying past
She’s glue in glass
[Chorus]
She’s stuck in this century
Feet in the tar
Hands on the wheel but she can’t start the car
She prays
“God
Are you there
Or am I talking to the air?”
She’s trying so hard just to lift her head
But every new day feels like the old one’s thread
She’s stuck in this century
Losing her nerve
Afraid every prayer drifts off unheard
[Verse 2]
Bus stop morning
Rain in her shoes
Job that barely
Pays for the bruise
Smiles at strangers
Throat feels tight
Practiced answers
“I’m alright”
On her break she hides and cries
In the bathroom light
[Chorus]
She’s stuck in this century
Feet in the tar
Hands on the wheel but she can’t start the car
She prays
“God
Are you there
Or am I talking to the air?”
She’s trying so hard just to lift her head
But every new day feels like the old one’s thread
She’s stuck in this century
Losing her nerve
Afraid every prayer drifts off unheard
[Bridge]
Whispers in the dark
“Just give me a sign” (just one)
“I don’t need a miracle
Just a line
To pull me from the fog
To prove you see me at all”
But the silence hits harder than the fall
[Chorus]
She’s stuck in this century
Feet in the tar
Hands on the wheel but she can’t start the car
She prays
“God
Are you there
Or am I talking to the air?”
She’s trying so hard
But she’s close to done
Staring at the sky
Hiding from the sun
She’s stuck in this century
Voice getting blurred
Afraid every prayer drifts off unheard