| Song | Sirens Singing |
| Artist | Fear My Thoughts |
| Album | The Great Collapse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| One fine day I won't have | |
| One fine day I won't give | |
| One fine day I will just be | |
| And then i'm breaking free | |
| I'll leave it all behind | |
| I want to follow that way | |
| But sirens sing | |
| They call my name | |
| To keep me in this game | |
| Addicted to consumption | |
| A slave of materiality | |
| False suns keep blinding me | |
| To bring me of my way | |
| The bigger my greed is | |
| The narrower the way becomes | |
| And sirens sing | |
| They call my name | |
| To keep me in this game | |
| And sirens scream | |
| Right in my ear | |
| Temptation is so near | |
| One step closer to the end… | |
| Consumption how bitter sweet | |
| Satisfaction can.t be gained | |
| Through the possesion of useless goods | |
| The desire to get and posses increases the fear to lose it all | |
| It paralyses all my action | |
| More and more and more and more |
| One fine day I won' t have | |
| One fine day I won' t give | |
| One fine day I will just be | |
| And then i' m breaking free | |
| I' ll leave it all behind | |
| I want to follow that way | |
| But sirens sing | |
| They call my name | |
| To keep me in this game | |
| Addicted to consumption | |
| A slave of materiality | |
| False suns keep blinding me | |
| To bring me of my way | |
| The bigger my greed is | |
| The narrower the way becomes | |
| And sirens sing | |
| They call my name | |
| To keep me in this game | |
| And sirens scream | |
| Right in my ear | |
| Temptation is so near | |
| One step closer to the end | |
| Consumption how bitter sweet | |
| Satisfaction can. t be gained | |
| Through the possesion of useless goods | |
| The desire to get and posses increases the fear to lose it all | |
| It paralyses all my action | |
| More and more and more and more |
| One fine day I won' t have | |
| One fine day I won' t give | |
| One fine day I will just be | |
| And then i' m breaking free | |
| I' ll leave it all behind | |
| I want to follow that way | |
| But sirens sing | |
| They call my name | |
| To keep me in this game | |
| Addicted to consumption | |
| A slave of materiality | |
| False suns keep blinding me | |
| To bring me of my way | |
| The bigger my greed is | |
| The narrower the way becomes | |
| And sirens sing | |
| They call my name | |
| To keep me in this game | |
| And sirens scream | |
| Right in my ear | |
| Temptation is so near | |
| One step closer to the end | |
| Consumption how bitter sweet | |
| Satisfaction can. t be gained | |
| Through the possesion of useless goods | |
| The desire to get and posses increases the fear to lose it all | |
| It paralyses all my action | |
| More and more and more and more |