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[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
Details
GeneratedFeb 19, 2026
Duration3:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
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.
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Prompt by
SonicRider456
SonicRider456ModelAria v5
Prompt
Create song using words: dark humor, siren of the night, cure, saved, anxiety, ptsd, love, trauma, tragedy, exposure, metal
