(Ad-libs: aye — whoo — let’s go — woo — steady)

Intro (spoken, low synth)

City hum, heartbeat 808 — two storms in one dome, mate.

Echoes on the left, sirens on the right — who’s drivin’ tonight?

Verse 1 (tight flow, clipped)

Echoes in my dome, whisper like a cheap excuse,

Telling me I’m broken goods while I lace up my boots.

Hallway full of ghosts talkin’ like they own the place,

Got me checkin’ corners, truth hidin’ its face.

Sirens in my chest; anxiety sprint, no rest,

Racing like the train, breathin’ fire in my chest.

Both tugging on the leash, both hungry for the scene,

One paints paranoia, the other blurs the dream.

I’m a lone battler on the boulevard, neon flicks and fog,

Tryna stitch a map from the static and the smog.

Doc nods, script slides — meds steady the night,

Therapist talkin’ calm — teach me how to catch the light.

Pre-Chorus (build, rising)

Hold the line, count the streetlights, one-two-three,

Anchor in the footy crowd, feel the city breathe with me.

Don’t fold, don’t run — meet the noise with a breath,

Two storms in my skull, but I’m keepin’ my step.

Chorus / Hook (anthemic, drop-ready)

Echoes and sirens — fightin’ for the same space,

Voices paint the shadows, panic lights the chase.

Echoes and sirens — pullin’ at my frame,

I’m tryna hear the future over yesterday’s name.

(Whoo — pullin’ at my frame)

Drop that bass, let the skyline say my name.

(Drop — wobble bass, heavy 808 — ad-libs: aye — whoo)

Verse 2 (gritty, Aussie cadence)

Echo says “don’t trust” like a bloke with no face,

Sirens scream “explode” like the world’s a fast race.

I pace the kitchen tile, kettle sings the same tune,

Hands tremblin’ like leaves under a half-moon.

An arvo on the veranda, friends laughin’ — I’m there,

But inside’s a tug-o-war, two voices in the air.

Some nights I blackout, feel the static get loud,

Other nights the panic’s king, wears the crown in the crowd.

I learnt slow breathing, grounding—look at the sky,

Name five things I see, watch the echo pass by.

Ain’t sayin’ it’s easy, mate, it’s a daily fight,

But every sunrise’s proof I survived another night.

Pre-Chorus (short)

Breathe in — hold — let the rhythm map the road,

Echoes hush, sirens fade — I steer, I carry the load.

Chorus / Hook (bigger)

Echoes and sirens — fightin’ for the same space,

Voices paint the shadows, panic lights the chase.

Echoes and sirens — pullin’ at my frame,

I’m tryna hear the future over yesterday’s name.

(Whoo — pullin’ at my frame)

Drop that bass, let the skyline say my name.

Bridge (half-sung, gritty)

Two heads, one heart — don’t let them write your end,

You’re more than their chorus; you’re the verse and the bend.

Reach out, mate — don’t be quiet in the dark,

There’s hands on the line, someone steady with the spark.

(Ad-libs: aye — reach out — whoo)

Breakdown (tense, sparse)

Echo: “You’re alone.” — (I reply) “I’m here.”

Sirens: “You’ll break.” — (I reply) “I steer.”

Turn the static into rhythm, the panic into beat,

Step by step, one foot down, claimin’ back my street.

Final Chorus / Hook (full energy, layered vocals)

Echoes and sirens — fightin’ for the same space,

Voices paint the shadows, panic lights the chase.

Echoes and sirens — pullin’ at my frame,

I’m tryna hear the future over yesterday’s name.

(Whoo — pullin’ at my frame — echo: FUTURE NAME)

We flip the noise, raise the dawn — take the night and make it tame.

Outro (soft, fading synth)

Two storms, one head, still movin’ down the lane,

Echoes and sirens hum, but I’m breathin’ through the rain.

(Ad-libs: aye — keep goin’ — don’t stop — whoo)