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Georgia on the M11 2 by Harry

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Georgia on the M11 2

Indie Rock,Female Vocals

0:003:40
Lyrics
Description
Intro
Georgia sped down the m11
Georgia sped down the bus lane
[Verse 1]
Georgia drives like morning's on her heels,
Headlights paint the dash in honest, blue reveals.
Hands steady on the wheel, jaw set like steel,
Every mile a promise that she won't kneel.
[Pre-Chorus]
Radio's a heartbeat, city glass in motion,
She tastes the salt of empty streets and ocean.
Speedometer climbs, tension pulling tight,
A quiet, growing fever pushing into light.
[Chorus]
Georgia on the M11, racing daylight,
Bus lane burning, neon on the white line.
Heartbeat syncs with engine hum and chrome,
She rides the road like it's the only home.
[Verse 2]
Dashboard glows—reds and whites in the rearview,
A red taillight blinks, then fades from view.
Morning fog like memories against the glass,
She drives to leave a past that never lasts.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Mirrors hold the moments that she won't reclaim,
A photo in the glovebox—someone called her name.
The city breathes behind her, softer, thin,
She finds the edge of something new and steps in.
[Chorus]
Georgia on the M11, racing daylight,
Bus lane burning, neon on the white line.
Heartbeat syncs with engine hum and chrome,
She rides the road like it's the only home.
[Bridge]
She isn't blind to danger, knows the line she treads,
But freedom tastes like thunder in her chest and head.
She left a letter folded, tucked beneath the map,
A quiet for the morning, a memory in her lap.
This run is more than hurry—it's a kind of prayer,
To outrun what held her, to breathe a rarer air.
[Chorus — Short Hook]
Georgia on the M11,
Bus lane on fire under neon sky.
Georgia on the M11,
Drive the dark, then watch the dawn roll by.
[Outro]
They'll say what they remember, how she cut through pain—
But in the rearview's shimmer she remains the same.
Georgia sped down the m11
Georgia sped down the bus lane
A name in motion, leaving tracks of light,
She finds her morning in the speed of night.
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