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Woorden: Black Buddafly. Sirens.

The smoke is filling our lungs as we shout
On fire tempers gonna burn down the house
The plates are flying crashing onto the wall
Now who am I gonna call

Ita??s getting dangerous Ia??m running straight to the door
What happened to us can we get back to before
Ia??m feeling helpless got nowhere to turn
Whoa??s there to rescue me

Ia??m calling out for somebody
In this state of emergency
Cause all Ia??m hearing are the sirens
The sirens

My hero turned into my worst enemy
He loves me but he cana??t stop hurting me
Tears falling Ia??m leaving everything that I know
And now I gotta face it on my own

Ita??s getting critical the lights be flashing on the street
So unpredictable I close my eyes and I scream
Ia??m feeling helpless got nowhere to turn
Someone come rescue me


Ia??m calling out for somebody
In this state of emergency
Cause all Ia??m hearing are the sirens
The sirens

Is there anyone Ia??m calling out tonight
Get me out of here cana??t take another fight
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Ia??m ready to surrender
Is there anyone Ia??m calling out tonight
Get me out of here cana??t take another fight
Ring the alarm ring the alarm
Oh Ia??m ready to surrender

Rescue me
Ia??m calling out for somebody
In this state of emergency
Cause all Ia??m hearing are the sirens
The sirens

Black Buddafly