SIRENS

I'm thinking 'bout Girls on white horses with angelic voices They're luring me in with their song (Oh-ohh-oh) Oh, what could go wrong Soft mist, red leaves Frost lingers on the trees And my armor The keeper of a heart That keeps me going under I kind of like it by myself Where no one else could reach me I'm no longer The keeper of a heart That keeps me going under My mind cannot be occupied Sell out your kind I'm thinking 'bout Girls on white horses with angelic voices They're luring me in with their song (Oh-ohh-oh) I'm thinking 'bout Boys talking poison in elegant noises They scream 'til their voices are gone Oh, what could go wrong? I don't believe in me, sometimes I feel defeat Left out to bleed, in the street of your Hypocrisy, your plaguing me I tried to leave but you won't let go Conspiring it's a means to an end Making fires just to start again It's kind of nice here by myself Building up dust on the shelf No longer a dull imposter I'm thinking 'bout Girls on white horses with angelic voices They're luring me in with their song (Oh-ohh-oh) I'm thinking 'bout Boys talking poison in elegant noises They scream 'til their voices are gone Oh, what could go wrong? I'm left with nothing As the grounds lays above me In a grave with no name Where no one else will remember Forgotten here forever If I can't die in peace I'll live in pain If I can't die in peace I'll live in pain I'm thinking 'bout Girls on white horses with angelic voices They're luring me in with their song (Oh-ohh-oh) I'm thinking 'bout Boys talking poison in elegant noises They scream 'til their voices are gone Oh, what could go wrong? (Wrong, wrong)