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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red digits on the dashboard glow
My foot wants more than this road allows
Stuck in a line of tired headlights
Chewing on curses behind my mouth
You said I’m always “pushing too far”
Guess this white sign agrees with you
I’m screaming at numbers on a pole
‘Cause they can’t feel what I’m driving through
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands tight on the wheel
Jaw tight too
Every slow mile just circles back to you
You broke me
Then told me to "take it slow"
I’m stuck at fifty with a heart in overdrive
[Chorus]
Got these speed limit blues
In a car that wants to fly
Tears on my cheek
Rage in my eyes
Stuck between the lines
Stuck with your lies
Oh
These speed limit blues
Holding back my heart and tires
I’m burning up behind this glass
In a world that says “go fast
But not too fast”
[Verse 2]
That song you loved comes on the stereo
I stab at the button like it’s your face
Laugh at myself in the rearview glare
I’m not okay
But I look so composed
Every sign says “slow down
Save your life”
But I already lost mine back there
At the exit where you walked away
Left me circling the same small square
[Pre-Chorus]
Hands tight on the wheel
Jaw tight too
Every slow mile just circles back to you
You broke me
Then told me to "take it slow"
I’m stuck at fifty with a heart in overdrive
[Chorus]
Got these speed limit blues
In a car that wants to fly
Tears on my cheek
Rage in my eyes
Stuck between the lines
Stuck with your lies
Oh
These speed limit blues
Holding back my heart and tires
I’m burning up behind this glass
In a world that says “go fast
But not too fast”
[Bridge]
Maybe I don’t need more speed
I need you out of my rearview mirror (yeah)
I ease up
Then I press down hard
Like I can outrun every wasted year (oh)
[Chorus]
Got these speed limit blues
In a car that wants to fly
Tears on my cheek
Rage in my eyes
Stuck between the lines
Stuck with your lies
Oh
These speed limit blues
But I’ll turn them into fire
Next time I see that empty lane
I’ll leave this hurt behind in the passing rain
Details
GeneratedFeb 18, 2026
Duration3:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
funk, Gritty modern funk with a tense low-end groove and clipped rhythm guitar, female vocals. Verse starts tight and simmering over syncopated bass; chorus explodes with sharp brass stabs and stacked harmonies. Snare is dry and snappy, with subtle distorted keys swelling in the pre-chorus. Bridge strips to bass, claps, and vocal ad-libs before a final full-band, shout-along hook., sad
Credits
Prompt byIndieRadio209
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Can you make a, sad and mad funk track for when driving on the limited , female in English
