The Race of Sirens

Second Place to you is the last place I ever thought I'd be
In this race the selfish survive while the selfless suffocate in suffering
I'm choking on the words that kept us alive
Now it’s ok to say goodbye
when your world turns black you can’t take back
All the lines you have crossed and trust you have lost

So take my hand, no, not to hold
You could use the extra fingers to count your mistakes
Because this distance has only lead to deception
A curse for every mile
A lie for every smile

Drown in your goodbyes, and miss what we had
Foreign tongues are burning above self-righteous heads
Its so dexterous and articulate and I count on too many fingers and friends.
If your body is a temple then your roof is on fire
Let us drown in our goodbyes and miss the way once shown...........