Siren in My Medicated Smile

[Verse 1]
Red light in my chest
Heartbeat screaming like a siren
You trace my shaking hands
Say
“breathe
” but I keep spiraling
Ashtray on the windowsill
Room tastes like old confessions
You call it “just a rough patch”
I call it
Obsessions
[Chorus]
This is our emergency
Our therapy
Holding each other in the trauma bond
Laugh so hard we hide the injury
Kiss through the panic till the feeling’s gone
You wear that medicated smile
I chase your empathetic eyes
In this room of suicidal ghosts
We pretend we’re still alive
[Verse 2]
You joke about the fall
I laugh
Then check the balcony
Half my brain is packing bags
Half still begging you to stay with me
Cigarette halo round your head
You say
“I’m fine
I swear”
Every word tastes like a pill
Dissolving in the air
[Chorus]
This is our emergency
Our therapy
Holding each other in the trauma bond
Laugh so hard we hide the injury
Kiss through the panic till the feeling’s gone
You wear that medicated smile
I chase your empathetic eyes
In this room of suicidal ghosts
We pretend we’re still alive
[Bridge]
Are we helping
Or just hurting slower? (hey!)
Is this comfort
Or another coma?
You say
“I see you”
And I believe you
Even when it
Might destroy us
[Chorus]
This is our emergency
Our therapy
Holding each other in the trauma bond
Laugh so hard we hide the injury
Kiss through the panic till the feeling’s gone
You wear that medicated smile
I chase your empathetic eyes
In this room of suicidal ghosts
We pretend we’re still alive
In this room of suicidal ghosts
We swear we’ll make it through the night

rock, Crunchy alternative rock with slightly detuned guitars, driving live drums, and male vocals that shift from hushed, anxious verses to a cathartic, shout-along chorus. Bass locks in tight and dark under the guitars; choruses widen with doubled vocals and distant “ghost” harmonies. Short bridge drops to a tense, drum-and-bass pulse, then everything slams back in for the final hook with extra grit and feedback., alternative rock