Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You laughed at my dark humor Said it sounded like a cry Siren of the night You Calling from the other side Anxiety like arrows PTSD in every breath We compared our ugly stories Turned confession into rest [Chorus] You were never my cure But you kept me from the edge We were saved by exposure Laying trauma in the bed Love in all this tragedy Holding hands through every thread You were never my cure But you stitched me up instead (oh yeah) [Verse 2] You traced every old scar Named the ghosts that never slept Trauma in our pockets Like loose change we always kept Heart heavy as metal But it rang when you were near You sang over my panic Till the static disappeared [Chorus] You were never my cure But you kept me from the edge We were saved by exposure Laying trauma in the bed Love in all this tragedy Holding hands through every thread You were never my cure But you stitched me up instead [Bridge] If we break If we bend Are we wreckage or reborn? Siren of the night Sing While we’re walking through the storm Tragedy and tenderness Twisting in the same flame Saved is just surviving But I’m staying just the same (hey!) [Chorus] You were never my cure But you kept me from the edge We were saved by exposure Laying trauma in the bed Love in all this tragedy Holding hands through every thread You were never my cure But you stitched me up instead
Tags
metal, Moody alt-rock with metal edges; male vocals over detuned guitars, tense bass, and tight, punchy drums. Verses stay hushed and close-mic’d, with palm-muted riffs and subtle chorus on the guitars; chorus explodes with wide distorted power chords, stacked harmonies, and crashing cymbals. Bridge drops to half-time with ambient feedback and low synth swells before a final, climactic chorus.
Duration
3:21
Instrumental
No
Created
2/19/2026