| Song | Siren Song |
| Artist | Cherise |
| Album | Paradise (EP) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cherise Adams-Burnett | |
| 作曲 : Cherise Adams-Burnett | |
| I've been trying to leave the silliness behind | |
| Might be lonesome | |
| Might find liberty | |
| Maybe... | |
| Maybe... | |
| Struggling to change my thoughts and clear my mind | |
| I've got issues | |
| But so does everyone | |
| I see... | |
| I see... | |
| I've found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn't help me heal though | |
| Doesn't help the pain go | |
| I've bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| Trouble verbalising why I don't feel whole | |
| Other artists seem to make it so | |
| Easy... | |
| Easy... | |
| Is this chanting in between my ribs my soul? | |
| Flowing, fighting | |
| Ebbing to and fro | |
| (Ebbing to and fro, flowing fighting deep in me) | |
| In me... | |
| I've found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn't help me heal though | |
| Doesn't help the pain go | |
| I've bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| [Trumpet solo] | |
| [Piano solo] | |
| [Flute Soli] | |
| I've found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn't help me heal though | |
| Doesn't help the pain go | |
| I've bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| There's a Siren Song that's chanting | |
| from in between my ribs | |
| Can you hear it? | |
| There's a Siren Song that's chanting | |
| from in between my ribs | |
| Can you hear it? |
| zuo ci : Cherise AdamsBurnett | |
| zuo qu : Cherise AdamsBurnett | |
| I' ve been trying to leave the silliness behind | |
| Might be lonesome | |
| Might find liberty | |
| Maybe... | |
| Maybe... | |
| Struggling to change my thoughts and clear my mind | |
| I' ve got issues | |
| But so does everyone | |
| I see... | |
| I see... | |
| I' ve found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn' t help me heal though | |
| Doesn' t help the pain go | |
| I' ve bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| Trouble verbalising why I don' t feel whole | |
| Other artists seem to make it so | |
| Easy... | |
| Easy... | |
| Is this chanting in between my ribs my soul? | |
| Flowing, fighting | |
| Ebbing to and fro | |
| Ebbing to and fro, flowing fighting deep in me | |
| In me... | |
| I' ve found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn' t help me heal though | |
| Doesn' t help the pain go | |
| I' ve bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| Trumpet solo | |
| Piano solo | |
| Flute Soli | |
| I' ve found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn' t help me heal though | |
| Doesn' t help the pain go | |
| I' ve bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| There' s a Siren Song that' s chanting | |
| from in between my ribs | |
| Can you hear it? | |
| There' s a Siren Song that' s chanting | |
| from in between my ribs | |
| Can you hear it? |
| zuò cí : Cherise AdamsBurnett | |
| zuò qǔ : Cherise AdamsBurnett | |
| I' ve been trying to leave the silliness behind | |
| Might be lonesome | |
| Might find liberty | |
| Maybe... | |
| Maybe... | |
| Struggling to change my thoughts and clear my mind | |
| I' ve got issues | |
| But so does everyone | |
| I see... | |
| I see... | |
| I' ve found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn' t help me heal though | |
| Doesn' t help the pain go | |
| I' ve bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| Trouble verbalising why I don' t feel whole | |
| Other artists seem to make it so | |
| Easy... | |
| Easy... | |
| Is this chanting in between my ribs my soul? | |
| Flowing, fighting | |
| Ebbing to and fro | |
| Ebbing to and fro, flowing fighting deep in me | |
| In me... | |
| I' ve found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn' t help me heal though | |
| Doesn' t help the pain go | |
| I' ve bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| Trumpet solo | |
| Piano solo | |
| Flute Soli | |
| I' ve found a million ways to say the one thing I feel | |
| But that doesn' t help me heal though | |
| Doesn' t help the pain go | |
| I' ve bared my wounds to this world before | |
| But this feels surreal | |
| Please dear, can you help my pain do faster? | |
| There' s a Siren Song that' s chanting | |
| from in between my ribs | |
| Can you hear it? | |
| There' s a Siren Song that' s chanting | |
| from in between my ribs | |
| Can you hear it? |