

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Red light on my ceiling Same song Same siren again Nurse calls my name like a number Clipboard smile made of cement You ask “How are you sleeping?” I laugh “When I can close my eyes” But they’re dry They’re glass They’re empty Dead eyes staring past the sky [Chorus] Code blue in my head Can you hear it? All these alarms in my veins I crack a joke about a dead soul (so casual) Just to outrun the pain My faded smile is triage for the terror Tape it on Pretend I’m fine Dark humor is my broken therapy While the shadows in the corner take their time [Verse 2] You say “Tell me ’bout the nightmares” I say “Pick a door Any door” Bodies in the hallway of my memory Taglines written on the floor You look worn out from my stories Compassion bruised like a fruit Empathy frayed at the edges And I’m the weight on your parachute [Chorus] Code blue in my head Can you hear it? All these alarms in my veins I crack a joke about a dead soul (so casual) Just to outrun the pain My faded smile is triage for the terror Tape it on Pretend I’m fine Dark humor is my broken therapy While the shadows in the corner take their time [Bridge] Anxiety pacing in circles Like a guard that never blinks Sleepless staring at the ceiling Counting every crack Every shrink PTSD in the doorway Night terror under the bed Shadows in the corner taking roll call Whispering “You’re safer here with the dead” [Chorus] Code blue in my head Can you hear it? All these alarms in my veins I crack a joke about a dead soul (so casual) Just to outrun the pain My faded smile is triage for the terror Tape it on Pretend I’m fine Dark humor is my broken therapy And you’re holding up the crash cart of my mind
Tags
rock, Crushing modern metal-rock, mid-tempo groove. Gritty palm-muted guitars lock with a snarling bass; kick and toms hit like a panicked heartbeat. Verses stay tight and claustrophobic, half-sung male vocals with a bitten-off delivery; choruses explode with wide distorted power chords and soaring, pained melodies over gang shouts. Middle-eight dips to eerie clean guitars, whispered doubles, then roars back into a final, cathartic chorus., soul, metal
4:27
No
2/25/2026