[INTRO] [Low, stalking hard-rock riff in drop tuning, tom-heavy drums, bass rumble and distant siren-like lead guitar sliding in before the first line.] [VERSE 1] Black lace on my wrists, boots on the chapel floor You said the way I dress must be a cry for more Kohl eyes, midnight grin, I taste electric rain You try to diagnose me like my chaos is a stain You call me βdevilβs daughterβ when I donβt bow down in shame But every saint you ever loved was carved from someoneβs flame [PRE-CHORUS] You want a quiet little ghost who never questions why But Iβm the thunder in the pews, the crack across your sky [CHORUS] Iβm your siren in the static, all distortion, no regret Velvet voice on rusted wires, Iβm the storm you wonβt forget You can polish up your halos, keep your world in black and white Iβll be screaming with the lightning, setting fire to your βpoliteβ Yeah, Iβm a siren in the static and Iβm louder every night [VERSE 2] You write your Sunday rumors in the margins of my name Count every ripped-up fishnet like itβs proof I should feel shame But I wear every whispered word like studs across my spine If Iβm the curse in all your prayers, why are you still in my line? You clutch your silver crucifix when I refuse to crawl But I wonβt bleed for your approval just to hang upon your wall [PRE-CHORUS] You want a quiet little ghost who never breaks the mold But Iβm the crack in stained glass windows, letting all the dark turn gold [CHORUS] Iβm your siren in the static, all distortion, no regret Velvet voice on rusted wires, Iβm the storm you wonβt forget You can polish up your halos, keep your world in black and white Iβll be screaming with the lightning, setting fire to your βpoliteβ Yeah, Iβm a siren in the static and Iβm louder every night [BRIDGE] Crimson lips on broken vows, I dance on shattered stone Every βsheβs too muchβ you spit just builds another throne You tune me out in daylight, but at midnight you rewind Youβre addicted to the chaos of the girl you couldnβt bind Let the thunder shake your doctrine, let my echo shake your bones If Iβm the villain in your story, Iβll keep writing all the tones [FINAL CHORUS] Iβm your siren in the static, bending steel with every note All your rules turn into feedback when they hit my burning throat You can lock your pretty cages, draw your lines in candlelight Iβll be roaring through the circuits, turning every hiss to bite Yeah, Iβm a siren in the static, and this darkness fits me right [OUTRO] [Band hits on the main riff, guitars and bass punch a final unison slide, Madison holds a gritty sustained note on βright,β drums cut on the last downbeat for a tight, decisive endingβno reprises.]
