Sirens - Soren Bryce

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 sirens 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 fine 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