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Siren's Call



I count the ways you turn me on

I calculate the gravity of your song

Sirens calling


I count the ways you turn me on

Crack of your whip

Taking the hit

I'm caught in your grip

And now you thought you want me


I count the days since we went wrong

I contemplate a world where you're gone

Sirens calling

The anchor of innocent it speaks by reflection

Crack of the whip

Taking the hit

I'm caught in your grip

And now you thought you want me


I can hear the sirens calling

Save myself, I can't my darling

I can hear the sirens calling

Save myself, I can't my darling


The reflection of your eyes

Disappears and it is mine

I'm tied to the mast as I pass in the black

I can hear the sirens calling

Save myself, I can't my darling

I can hear the sirens calling

Save myself, I can't my darling|

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