Verse 1 In the mirror, your outline blurs, powdered light that never cures. You laugh too loud, it fractures thin, a circle drawn you can’t escape within. Pre-Chorus Velvet nights and hollow cheers, you chase the glow to drown the fear. Neon prayers and crystal tides — what remains when the glitter dies? Chorus You can’t be happy without the sirens on the wall, their voices swim through silence while you stumble down the hall. You call it just a moment, but your smile begins to fall. Why does the snow feel like it’s burning? And who will catch you when you crawl? Verse 2 Silver kisses, fleeting touch, trading soul for just enough. You wear your hope like borrowed skin, highs that vanish, piece by piece within. Pre-Chorus Another spark, another prayer, but none of them were ever there. You light a flame against the cold — but the fire never holds. Chorus You can’t be happy without the sirens on the wall, their shimmer says you’re magic while you crash into the stall. You call it elevation, but I just see the fall. Why does the snow feel like it’s burning? And who will catch you when you crawl? Bridge Maybe once you danced for joy, not just to blur the ache. Now the rhythm feels employed — a runaway with no escape. Final Chorus You can’t be happy without the sirens on the wall. Their songs are fading slowly, but you still obey the call. You beg for one more moment, but your eyes reveal it all. Why does the snow feel like it’s burning? And who will catch you when you crawl? Outro I tried to be your beacon, but I never fit the shape. I lit a flare inside the silence, and still you chased the sparks away.
