There was quiet before the sirens cried A heartbeat caught in the city’s sigh Cold wind carving names into the stone Another night that cuts straight to the bone We paint our scars beneath the neon’s glow Looking for something, but we’ll never know When the war inside begins to fray We burn the map, but still find a way Is there a truth we haven’t sold? Can we speak without letting go? Born to fade, like tags in the rain Is this where the past remains? When we're dogs in the smokey air Can we make ‘forever’ out of nowhere? Every silence here is sharp as glass Echoes crawling up from shattered pasts These streets remember more than they’ll show And the shadows always seem to know What we bury deep, still finds a stage Spray-can prayers across broken cage If this is all we ever become Let it be loud, let it come undone Is there a truth we haven’t sold? Can we speak without letting go? Born to fade, like tags in the rain Is this where the past remains? When we're dogs in the smokey air Can we make ‘forever’ out of nowhere? Born in the ruins We rise from the flame What once was ending Becomes our name Rewriting silence With every breath We were made to fade But we never left Is there a truth we haven’t sold? Can we speak without letting go? Born to fade, like tags in the rain Is this where we find ourselves again? Standing here at the edge of the flame Born to burn but not to stay the same
