[Verse 1] You were my first respond To every shaking thought Medicated laughter Over everything we fought Your blue eyes My cracked pride We called it faith It felt like crime We called it “us ” but really We were bleeding out in time [Pre-Chorus] Siren in my chest Emergency in slow motion Therapy in text threads Scrolling through the damage Through the devotion [Chorus] It’s a trauma bond Calling it love while we come undone Night time speed on an empty street Racing the ghosts that we never treat Anxiety Sleeping beside you But I can’t breathe Compassion twisted into chains on me And we still call it destiny [Verse 2] You dose me with affection Then you cut me with your doubt I wear your latest verdict Like a stain I can’t wash out We joke about our issues Medicated laughter till it stings We draw hearts around our problems Like that changes what they mean [Pre-Chorus] Siren in your voice Every “I’m fine” sounds like warning Emergency in your silence Hoping that we make it to the morning [Chorus] It’s a trauma bond Calling it love while we come undone Night time speed on an empty street Racing the ghosts that we never treat Anxiety Sleeping beside you But I can’t breathe Compassion twisted into chains on me And we still call it destiny [Bridge] Therapy on Tuesday Back in hell by Friday night (oh) We keep stitching shattered moments Like they’ll hold us Like they’re right Your blue eyes My bruised will We keep swearing we’re alright But every kiss feels like a drill Every heartbeat like a light [Chorus] It’s a trauma bond Calling it love while we come undone Night time speed on an empty street Racing the ghosts that we never treat Anxiety Sleeping beside you But I can’t breathe Compassion twisted into chains on me And we still call it destiny (call it destiny)

rock, Big-room alt-rock with gritty overdriven guitars, live drums, and male vocals; verses sit in a tense half-time pulse with palm-muted chugs and ambient lead lines, opening into a soaring, shout-along chorus with stacked harmonies and a wide stereo wall of sound. Bridge strips to bass, toms, and a distant guitar siren before exploding back into a final chorus with extra ad-libs and crash-heavy cymbal work.

Night Time Speed