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Coming Crash

V5

[Intro] (You feel that buzz in your teeth) (Yeah, that one) City hum loud in my chest tonight I tune my heartbeat to the streetlight [Verse 1] Neon buzz on a Monday night Rent late but the bar sign's bright Phone screen drowning in bad headlines (I kill the sound, they don't get airtime) Scuffed boots stick to the jagged floor Mascara smeared like a civil war Every "calm down" they threw at me Is gasoline stacked where my lungs should be [Pre Chorus] I am done asking for mercy I am done shrinking my sound If the world wants quiet angels It picked the wrong battleground [Chorus, belted and gritty] We are the static in your broadcast We are the crack in every throne We are the siren on the overpass Screaming "leave our hearts alone" Turn all your warnings into war drums Sing it hard, we make the rules at last [Verse 2] Night shift coffee in a paper cup Clock hands drag but I still look up Boss man preaching about overtime (He hates my boots, they don't fit his line) Group text lighting up my cracked phone "Meet you where the lost kids grow" Every closed door, every deadlocked gate I memorize it, then I detonate [Pre Chorus] I am done begging for mercy I am done biting my tongue If the world wants picture perfect It picked the wrong kind of young [Chorus, belted and gritty] We are the static in your broadcast We are the crack in every throne We are the siren on the overpass Screaming "leave our hearts alone" Turn all your warnings into war drums Sing it hard, we make the rules at last [Bridge, half spoken] (Count it down) Ten cold months then a sunburned sky New scars map where the old fears died I will not dress my rage in white I wear it loud like a city light When the calendar flips, remember this Every girl like me is a catalyst [Chorus, final] We are the static in your broadcast We are the crack in every throne We are the siren on the overpass Screaming "leave our hearts alone" Turn all your warnings into war drums Sing it hard, we are the coming crash [Outro] (So when the next wave hits) (Remember who tuned their voice to the siren) I walk home humming like a live wire City on my lips, heart on fire