Sirens from Subiaco by Joji

HOOK:
They're saying I'm way out of line; yah.
Clichy, Simpson, Stanmore, Sai Ning; yah.
Too much beer, too many late assignments.
Head on the floor, I can hear the sirens, oh.

VERSE 1:

I look at her, I hope it works.
I keep her far away from church.
She makes my nights better, makes my mornings worse.
She's a blessing, she's a curse.
I'm running through the sky, defy the laws of physics; man my soul's been replaced by the spirits.
Oh I feel bad as hell. I need you for the good times, for the bad as well.
Am I sober? Man it became hard to tell.

HOOK

VERSE 2:

At first I thought she was amazing; brought her to like every occasion: Christmas, birthdays, vacations.
I need her to feel good, she's my Satan.
She made me feel like a Saïan, I thought we were playing; now she controls everything I'm saying.
I can no longer stand still, no. I need her to party, I need her to chill. Yeah.
She's better than pills; I get pissed off when she spills.
Man I feel like s***. She makes me happy, she makes me sick.

HOOK.

• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Montréal
• Rap
• joji
• music
• sirens
• Montreal