Medic Mode

[Intro]
White walls
Red code
Cold drip
Warm soul (uh)
[Verse 1]
Walk in, all black in the bright ward
Name tag swing like a sidearm
Heart rate jump when I sidestep
Your chart read "broken" in fine font
I see ghosts in your scan, all your past scars
Ink under your skin like black stars
You say "love is a flatline, I flatlined twice"
I just smile, tap the vein, watch the mask slide
I prescribe touch in a bad way (yeah)
One dose, make the past fade
You say "save me" in a dry joke
But your pulse choke when our eyes lock
ICU glare in the glass pane
We both sick of the last pain
I’m that risk in the red zone
Write my number on your cast like a last name
[Chorus]
Medic mode, I’m on call for your heart (for your heart)
Dark love, let it drip in the dark (in the dark)
You say "I’m a mess," I say "that’s my art"
Let me stitch every rip, every part
Medic mode, let me work on your soul
Crash cart kiss when you losing control
You flatline trust, I can shock it in gold
You ain’t dying, you just deep in my hold (yeah)
[Verse 2]
You allergic to lies, I got clean hands
But the thoughts in my head need a deep scan
You a storm in a thin gown, feet bare
I’m the calm with a weird glare
We trade meds in the night, little white truths
You take two of my sins, feel the slight bruise
I write "hers" on the wristband, cryptic
Code dark when we talk, hieroglyphic
You say "love never healed, it just patched me"
Guess you never had a wolf in a lab tee
Guess you never been kissed in a mask on
Guess you never seen a saint with the cap gone
Run your fingers down the scar of my past life
You read charts, I read eyes, that’s a bad sign
If we burn, we can blame it on the bright lights
Press your fear to my chest, hear the line climb
[Chorus]
Medic mode, I’m on call for your heart (for your heart)
Dark love, let it drip in the dark (drip in the dark)
You say "I’m a mess," I say "that’s my art"
Let me stitch every rip, every part
Medic mode, let me work on your soul
Crash cart kiss when you losing control
You flatline trust, I can shock it in gold
You ain’t dying, you just deep in my hold (yeah, yeah)
[Bridge]
Who gonna sign off your pain?
Who gonna scrub in your brain?
Who gonna stand in the rain
Till the sirens fade, till the sirens fade?
I don’t cure, I convert it to flame
Turn your hurt to a mark with my name
If love kill, we gon’ haunt this place
Two charts, one curse, one face
[Chorus]
Medic mode, I’m on call for your heart (for your heart)
Dark love, let it drip in the dark (in the dark)
You say "I’m a mess," I say "that’s my art"
Let me stitch every rip, every part
Medic mode, let me work on your soul
Crash cart kiss when you losing control
You flatline trust, I can shock it in gold
You ain’t dying, you just deep in my hold (medic mode)

rap, Dark romantic trap-electro with witch house ambience; detuned synth choirs swelling like a haunted sermon, distorted 808s grinding under glitchy, off-kilter percussion. Male vocals, half-whispered swagger in the verses, close and intimate; hooks explode with stacked, eerie harmonies. FX sweeps and reversed textures between sections, sub-bass surges on every downbeat for a ritual-club feel., vocal, romantic, witch house, electro