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Stuck on Repeat 1 by Mysti

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Stuck on Repeat 1 by Mysti - pop rock,female vocals music cover art

Stuck on Repeat 1

pop rock,female vocals

0:003:20
Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Phone glow at 2AM, kettle hissing in the dark
A postcard from a summer I keep folded in my heart
I dance on kitchen tiles while the city hums below
Then neon high becomes a blanket cold as snow
The record scratches—needle stuck on yesterday
Promises like pennies lost inside a couch that won't give way
I laugh to hide the static, paint a smile across my face
Tiny victories in the sink, the small things I embrace
[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a tremor in the quiet, a drum that won’t obey
I count the breaths between the beats, try to name the day
[Chorus]
Stuck on repeat — the needle skips, then spins
Sunrise to blackout, the circle never ends
Stuck on repeat — I try to lift my feet
Same street, different weather, chasing my heartbeat
[Verse 2]
Pill bottle by the mirror, label's edge worn thin
A sticky note that says "call someone" folded up again
Therapist’s chair and lipstick traces on the cup
A text that asks “you okay?” I stare but don’t reply back up
Manic afternoons of fireworks, midnight’s plate of glass
I build a castle out of paper and watch how fast it collapses
Laundry on the floor like flags of battles I don't win
But sometimes there's a melody that tugs me from within
[Pre-Chorus]
The highs arrive like sunbursts then the sky becomes a weight
I learn the cadence of surrender, then rehearse the taste of brave
[Chorus]
Stuck on repeat — the needle skips, then spins
Sunrise to blackout, the circle never ends
Stuck on repeat — I try to lift my feet
Same street, different weather, chasing my heartbeat
[Bridge — stripped, intimate]
I keep a list in my jean pocket: "brush teeth, breathe, open the shades"
A crumpled photograph of me on summer days, when I believed I’d stay
I whisper to the ceiling fan the names of small things I will do
One step to the doorway, one call, one sentence true
[Build]
(Soft guitar joins, drums enter)
The chorus comes back bent, we change the chords, rewrite the line
I stop the tape, I flip the track — I'm learning how to find
[Final Chorus — big]
Stuck on repeat — the needle skips, then I press stop
Sunrise and midnight meet, the circle starts to drop
Stuck on repeat — I put my weight on my own two feet
Different street, softer weather, steadying my heartbeat
[Outro]
I keep the scars as maps and light in my pockets where doubt used to be
Not perfect, still unraveling, but louder now — and mostly me