SXMRXXT - HARLEY DAVIDS, PT. II

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[Verse 1] Four in the morning, Bandra to Worli Marine Drive empty, just the sea and me early Chrome catching streetlights, engine talking back No rickshaw, no signal; just the open track She ain't built for traffic, nah she’s built for the soul Weaving through the madness just to feel in control Mumbai never sleeps but she slows down for this The rumble of my Harley and the night's gentle kiss [Pre-Chorus] Mans around here flex on Audis and gold But I found something different, something deeper and bold She don't care about the chaos, don’t care bout the rain Just twist the throttle, bruv, and she kills all the pain [Chorus] My Harley Davids, she don't need no wings to fly From Dharavi to the highway, she's got fire inside Throttle to the heavens, she got soul made of steel Ain't nothing in this city like the way that she feels My Harley Davids, yeah she's one of a kind She lives in my bloodstream, she lives in my mind She don't belong to no one but she always comes back My Harley Davids, baby, keep me on track [Verse 2] Monsoon hitting hard but we don't slow down Raindrops on the visor, still the king of this town Peddar Road to Juhu, she handles it all Past the dabbawallas, past the evening azaan call Every scar on her tank's got a story to tell Colaba at midnight, she was riding it well Boys on their Bullets, they can’t match this pace She’s a different breed, bruv, a different-level grace [Pre-Chorus] Back in the chawl days I used to just dream Of something powerful enough to outrun all the schemes Now she sits in my garage like a queen on a throne And every time life gets heavy, she gets me back home [Chorus] My Harley Davids, she don't need no wings to fly From Dharavi to the highway, she’s got fire inside Throttle to the heavens, she got soul made of steel Ain't nothing in this city like the way that she feels My Harley Davids, yeah she's one of a kind She lives in my bloodstream, she lives in my mind She don't belong to no one but she always comes back My Harley Davids, baby, keep me on track [Bridge] It’s 2 AM on the Eastern Express City lights behind me, chest open, no stress (This road right here) This road right here saved me, fam [Post-Bridge] She forgave me when I left her in the dust She fired right up when I came back, no fuss That's devotion, that's loyalty, that's real Not everyone in Mumbai knows how that feels But she does, yeah, she does [Outro] Harley Davids! From the ghats to the Gateway, she rides with me Every pothole, every flyover (She ain't going nowhere) Mumbai meri jaan… But she keeps me sane Harley Davids… come ride again
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