FIVE FIFTY FIVE Songtext
von Siren Section

Drift to fix the angle
No one ever needs to know
Your attention span is lagging
You weren′t focused on the road

That's how crashes happen
Often so close to your home
So much danger in perimeters
Round things we think we own

In the end what does it matter
Check my mirrors and adjust
There′s a feeling off my shoulder
It's a feeling I can't trust

Crank the radio
And scream
Crank the radio
And scream


Now you′re crying in a car wash
And that′s so poetically fucked up
You're stuck inside an aging engine
While the grime gets blasted off

So our surfaces get polished
So the dirt can′t hide the scrapes
So we trace it with our fingers
All those permanent mistakes

Crank the radio
And scream
Crank the radio
And scream

Said I'd be home by 6:00pm
Five fifty five and here I am
So stapled to my need
The wheel strangled in my hands

And here I am
And this is it
Just gonna park
Until it fits


Turn the radio off
Turn the radio off
Turn the radio off
Turn the radio off

This isn′t up to me
It isn't up to you
Turn the radio off
Turn the radio off

This isn′t up to me
It isn't up to you
Turn the radio off
Turn the radio off
This isn't up to me
It isn′t up to you
Turn the radio off
Turn the radio off

This isn′t up to me

Turn the radio off