I count the ways you turn me on
I calculate the gravity of your song
Sirens calling
I count the ways you turn me on

Crack of your whip
Takin’ the hit
I’m caught in your grip
And now you thought you’d fool me

I count the days
Since we went wrong
I contemplate a world where you’re gone
Sirens calling
The angle of incidence meets my reflection
Crack of your whip
Takin’ the hit
I’m caught in your grip
And now you thought you’d fool me

Oh…..I can hear the sirens calling
Oh…..Save myself I can’t my darling
Oh…..I can hear the sirens calling
Oh…..Save myself I can’t my darling
The reflection of your eyes
Disappears and mirrors mine

I’m tied to the mast as I pass Sila by


Lyrics submitted by STP1992

Siren's Call song meanings
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