Justin U. - Song of the Siren

I lived in two houses, they both kept me warm
But two times a month I would go off to war
A boy in a bunker saw spirits spill onto the battlefield
The couch was a canvas for beer bottle stains
My father used curses for Christ’s middle name
My mother showed me that her love was stronger than alcohol
I wish my father had thought to show me the same

Each alphabet magnet that hung up a test
Was a stone in the road to a messiah complex
It’s hard to be humble when you’re stunt stunt stunt stuntin’ on a Kenmore
The Catholics that taught me exploited my shame
Capitalizing on all proper names
God is a verb but I tend to procrastinate
Maybe I wouldn’t if I knew what to do

It’s hard to look pretty and not turn out vain
Cause beautiful people still fuck you the same
Maybe that’s only the shallow of my river rambling
The mirrored mosaic that clings to the walls
Neglects to reflect all my failures and faults
Cracks in the glass are virtues you’ve misunderstood
I might be lonely but at least the company is good

I went searching for love, but instead it found me
In family’s forgiveness and bad LSD
The song of the siren is silent in the back of an ambulance
When I swallow my pride now I choke on the taste
Somersaulting down from the high that I chased
An answer is only a space for more questions to grow
An answer is only a space for more questions to grow

Now I just laugh in the face of it all
You can scratch at my skin but you can’t make me fall
I will bleed the same as you, I will rage and I’ll scream and I’ll yell
I will sing and smile, laugh and fuck and cry
Til the day that I die

Humility eludes me, I know that it’s true
I repeat my lessons until they break through
I’m just a man and a man will make his mistakes
I hope I land on my feet when I fall from grace