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Stuck in Traffic lyrics
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Intro
Lights blink, lanes weave, minds on autopilot, Bass in the dash, talkin’ quiet riots. Sky routes, drive routes, feet on the pavement— Every kind of movement got its own engagement.
Verse 1
Foot traffic—malls buzz, sneakers on marble, Dreams in a hurry, time feels borrowed. Click, scroll, shop—somebody watchin’ data flow, Invisible highways where the signals go. Cars inch forward, tempers tight, Someone driftin’ left while their mind takes flight. Autonomous soul, lost in the stream, Everybody movin’, nobody seein’ the scene.
Pre-chorus
Red lights blink like cardiac signs, All the world’s routes intertwine. What you movin’? Who you feedin’? Info, product, people—cycles repeatin’.
Chorus
🎶 I’m stuck in traffic, but the signal’s green, Every lane got a story unseen. Skyways, side streets, data streams— Everything movin’, nobody clean. Caught in the loop, same route, same dream, Traffic in the mind, that machine gleam. 🎶
Verse 2
Sky traffic—jets hum soft as thoughts, Clouds cut lines through the things we’ve bought. Street lights blink like Morse to Mars, We all just signals in electric cars. Trade routes, shipments, coded in stacks, Invisible cargo on invisible tracks. A whisper in code, a motion unseen, Every type of traffic hums in between.
Pre-chorus
Drifted ten miles but I ain’t awake, Same song playin’, same mistakes. Kids in the back, tablet glow, Memory on shuffle, but nowhere to go.
Chorus
🎶 I’m stuck in traffic, but the signal’s green, Every lane got a story unseen. Skyways, side streets, data streams— Everything movin’, nobody clean. Caught in the loop, same route, same dream, Traffic in the mind, that machine gleam. 🎶
Bridge
Footsteps echo, basslines hum, Whole world movin’ to an endless drum. Traffic of souls through neon and noise, We trade our silence for synthetic joys. Look out the window, time slipped by, Home before I knew it, don’t know why.
Chorus
🎶 I’m stuck in traffic, but the signal’s green, Screens on red, but my thoughts on lean. Skyways, side streets, data streams— Every kind of traffic fuels the dream. Caught in a loop I can’t redeem, But maybe this motion’s more than it seems. 🎶
Outro
Engines fade, signals die, Still feel motion behind closed eyes. Traffic slows, but never ends— Every line bends, then loops again.
Inside the recording
Lights blink, lanes weave, minds on autopilot, Bass in the dash, talkin’ quiet riots.
Red lights blink like cardiac signs, All the world’s routes intertwine.
Engines fade, signals die, Still feel motion behind closed eyes.
Excerpts from artist-supplied lyric files matched by title. Lyric sheets may differ from the released performance.