We Don't Stop Til the Sirens Roll In Closer

[Verse] Crowd packed tight at the off-ramp bend Phones up high Whole block on send Hood popped once Then the tires scream Rubber in the air like a live-stream dream [Verse] Spray paint halos on the stop sign pole Engines cough flame Kids lose control Headlights swing in a dizzy row Circle after circle til the steel gets slow [Chorus] Burnouts blaze in the midnight takeover Smoke rings write our names on the clover Spin that block til the sky turns over We don’t stop til the sirens roll in closer Burnouts blaze Whole street on replay Skids mark hearts where we danced all day Circle out wide Let the world tilt over We don’t stop til the sirens roll in closer (hey!) [Verse] Old cracked lane with the fresh black scars Laughs too loud We’re erasing cars One wrong twitch and the crowd might part But the roar cuts fear from the center of the heart [Pre-Chorus] Who’s got next? Who’s got guts? Tires talk big When the grip gives up One last rev Then we cross that line Whole town shaking When the wheels unwind [Chorus] Burnouts blaze in the midnight takeover Smoke rings write our names on the clover Spin that block til the sky turns over We don’t stop til the sirens roll in closer Burnouts blaze Whole street on replay Skids mark hearts where we danced all day Circle out wide Let the world tilt over We don’t stop til the sirens roll in closer [Bridge] Ghosts in the tread Yeah We carve them deep Every little mark is a secret we keep Taillights blur But the rush stays clear We chase that spin Never shifting to fear (woah) [Verse] Cop lights flash at the edge of the zone Engines hush But the heat still grown Sneakers ash-stained Lungs full gray Same cracked lot calls us back next day [Chorus] Burnouts blaze in the midnight takeover Smoke rings write our names on the clover Spin that block till the sky turns over We don’t stop til the sirens roll in closer Burnouts blaze Whole street on replay Skids mark hearts where we danced all day Circle out wide Let the world tilt over We don’t stop til the sirens roll in closer (closer) [Outro] Faded lines On the faded road But the rings we drew Still glow (Spin, spin) Til the crowd goes home