Sirens
I walk the line
Between the fight
Between the innocent and the riots
In my head spitting up lightning
As a diving missile sitting pretty in the sky
Then si-i-rens going off like you last night
Feeling flicker on and off like a flashlight
Flash flood
Flash drive
Life flashes by
Deer in the headlights
Dear you're so uptight
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who stick around
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who fall down
I wronged the right
Basking in light
Basking in something
That is poison hidden underneath my skin
Turning black
Talking back
Staring up at the ceiling
It's fi-i-ine when you go off at midnight
Not worrying you're head about how finite
Life is lying
Say it's tiring
Sleep til the days out
Sleep when you got down
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who stick around
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who fall down
I hope it stings the worst when I pulled this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who stick around
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who fall down
But the ones who know are the ones who fall down
And the ones who know are the ones who fall down
Between the fight
Between the innocent and the riots
In my head spitting up lightning
As a diving missile sitting pretty in the sky
Then si-i-rens going off like you last night
Feeling flicker on and off like a flashlight
Flash flood
Flash drive
Life flashes by
Deer in the headlights
Dear you're so uptight
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who stick around
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who fall down
I wronged the right
Basking in light
Basking in something
That is poison hidden underneath my skin
Turning black
Talking back
Staring up at the ceiling
It's fi-i-ine when you go off at midnight
Not worrying you're head about how finite
Life is lying
Say it's tiring
Sleep til the days out
Sleep when you got down
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who stick around
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who fall down
I hope it stings the worst when I pulled this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who stick around
I hope it stings the worst when I pull this thorn out his side
But the ones who know are the ones who fall down
But the ones who know are the ones who fall down
And the ones who know are the ones who fall down
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Writer(s): Soren Martin
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