Siren’s Sleep

Two a.m. — the ceiling bends
Breath goes thin where daylight ends
Shadows stitched into my coat
Smoke curls in my throat

Time drips slow from numbered hands
Silver dust across the land
I leave my daylight at the gate
And let the dark translate

Pre-Chorus

There’s a language in the flicker
In the tremor of the wire
Every shadow grows thicker
When you stand inside the fire

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Hook

When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe
When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe

Teeth in the quiet
Hands in the deep
When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe

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Verse 2

My name dissolves in neon rain
I wear a face that isn’t mine
Mirrors crack but don’t explain
The echo in the spine

There’s a crown made out of pressure
A throne of broken glass
You learn to love the fracture
If you want the night to last

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Pre-Chorus (heavier)

Every hour’s a confession
Every minute leaves a mark
I don’t pray for resurrection
I pray to stay in the dark

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Hook (bigger, layered vocals)

When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe
When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe

Static in my bloodstream
Kneeling at my own feet
When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe

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Bridge (strip to bass + distant drums)

Soft / spoken:

I am not tired.
I am becoming.

I am not trapped.
I am chosen.

(Beat creeps back in)

Say it with me—

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Breakdown (chanted, aggressive)

When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe
When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe

Louder.

When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe

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Final Chorus (chaotic, almost screamed)

When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe
Crowned in the static
Born of the heat

If daylight wants me
It’ll have to bleed
When the sirens sleep
That’s when I breathe

Hard, punk, grunge, punk rap