Laugh Track Courage

[Verse 1]
I booked a session with my thoughts
They showed up late and over-dressed
Therapist chair inside my head
Keeps spinning like the ceiling fan at rest
Cracking jokes about my breakdown
“I’m fine
I’m fine
” in quotes
Turn my panic to a punchline
Sharpie-smile on my throat (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
This is my laugh track courage
Cue the canned applause when I confess
I’m scared I’ll never fix it
So I tag a tagline on my stress
I make a sitcom out of chaos
Stand-up in a car crash heart
Laugh track courage
Every joke just shows the fragile part
[Verse 2]
Told my friends I’m “kinda tired”
Means I googled “what if this is it”
Turned my search bar to a diary
Cleared the history
Kept the bit
I rate my fears like movie scores
One star
“too real
Would not recommend”
Drop a meme inside the group chat
Hope they read the punchline
Not the end (hey!)
[Chorus]
This is my laugh track courage
Cue the canned applause when I confess
I’m scared I’ll always fake it
Wear a script instead of a chest
I make a sitcom out of chaos
Self-roast till the edges char
Laugh track courage
Every gag reveals another scar
[Bridge]
What if I stop riffing?
Let the quiet hit the room
Would you still sit through the credits
If I cried before the boom?
I’m terrified of silence
So I improvise a grin
But every time the crowd dies down
I hear the tremble in my skin (woah)
[Chorus]
This is my laugh track courage
Leave the mics on when I crack
I’m scared
But yeah
I’ll say it
No more hiding in a one-liner act
I’m done with sitcom-painted chaos
Still I’ll laugh as I fall apart
Laugh track courage
Joking through it
Till I mean it
From the heart

rock, Punchy pop-punk band, male vocals. Tight palm-muted guitars on the verses, gang-shout harmonies in the hook. Tempo rides high-energy; drums jump from choppy hi-hat to wide-open crash in the choruses. Bass glued to the kick, a few slide-ups for attitude. Bridge strips to drums and voice, then full-band shout-along outro on the final chorus., punk, male vocals, pop