Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] We met in the chaos Chasing the high of an emergency You laughed at the tragedy Called it our little hobby Trauma bonding in a backseat Dark humor on your tongue like wine You said "Guess this is our therapy" As we crossed another broken line [Chorus] You’re a siren in the smoke Calling me closer to the flame Every echo of your voice Spells danger But I stay We’re Vikings on a sinking ship Singing while the sky turns gray If this is fate If this is love Let it take me anyway [Verse 2] We trade scars like secrets You trace the lightning on my skin Say "Every mess has meaning" Then you drag me back again There’s glass on the kitchen floor But we dance like it’s confetti You call it art I call it war Either way We’re never ready [Chorus] You’re a siren in the smoke Calling me closer to the flame Every echo of your voice Spells danger But I stay We’re Vikings on a sinking ship Singing while the sky turns gray If this is fate If this is love Let it take me anyway [Bridge] Is it mercy or a joke How we laugh inside the choke Of every red-light memory Turning pain to parody If the end is what we’re choosing At least we’re choosing it the same Two fools in a slow collision Writing "forever" in the flame [Chorus] You’re a siren in the smoke Calling me closer to the flame Every echo of your voice Spells danger But I stay We’re Vikings on a sinking ship Singing while the sky turns gray If this is fate If this is love Let it take me anyway
Tags
Moody alt-pop rock with a pulsing low-end and roomy drums; verses ride a half-time groove under reverb-soaked guitars, choruses open with soaring male vocals and stacked harmonies, synth pads swelling like distant alarms, bridge drops to near-whisper and builds into a final, cathartic hook
Duration
3:29
Instrumental
No
Created
2/19/2026