Sirens Calling کے بول

It's just there (just right over there) Deliberately out of reach (it's ok, it's ok, you can do it) A device of sin, a message of peace (just send the message) But to whom shall it be addressed? The fiction I created A figment of my imagination About a love that was a lie To a stranger who pretended to be mine (oh no no no) I'd rather write a note to self You are worthy of love You are worthy of love Yes, avoid the broken birds with beautiful melodies Sirens calling you to crash against the jagged rocks As is their tendencies It's ok to grieve, to cry As natural as laughter But when you're done Feather your wings And fly