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12 Out Of 10

  • Genre: Melodic Metalcore
  • Released: April 8, 2026
  • Length: 3:02
The words

Lyrics

Verse 1

Lights on, we roll you in You look comfy as you’ve ever been Ankles crossed, phone in hand Living life like it’s all planned You say, “Doc, I’m ‘bout to die” Then hit a filter, fix your eyes Caption reads: “Worst pain ever” With a peace sign in the mirror

Pre-Chorus

Heart rate chillin’, breathing fine But your post just hit a hundred likes I’ve seen worse in a paper cut But go off, tell me it’s too much

Chorus 1

It’s a pain twelve outta ten But you’re texting all your friends Got your ankles crossed again While you’re scrolling through the trend You say you can’t even move But you just switched to selfie view If this is your emergency You seem pretty good to me

Verse 2

You ask me for something strong But you’ve been vibing all along Laughing at your latest post “O.M.G guys I need help ” (but you don’t) You reposition like it’s yoga class Stretching slow, then check your snaps “Make sure you get my good side please” Bro, you called for this?? SERIOUSLY??

Pre-Chorus

Vitals say you’re doing great But your TikTok just went insane “Send help now!!” you type again Then add a hashtag at the end

Chorus 2

It’s a pain twelve outta ten But you’re texting all your friends Got your ankles crossed again Like you’re lounging in a Benz You can’t function, so you claim But you just updated your username If this is your emergency Then praise your false reality

Bridge

You sing of suffering and pain But chase the light, deny the strain A martyr in a filtered frame So tell me what is real again

Outro

Twelve out of ten But you’re on line again Pose it, post it Filter that lens Can’t even walk? But you just hit send If this is dying You’re doing it well my friend

About this song

Pain is subjective.

That's important.

People experience pain differently, and nobody needs to perform their suffering a certain way to deserve medical care.

With that established...

every healthcare worker has met the twelve-out-of-ten patient.

Not ten.

Not eleven.

Twelve.

Catastrophic.

Unimaginable.

A level of suffering apparently exceeding the mathematical limitations of the pain scale.

And while they're explaining this...

they're sitting comfortably on the stretcher.

Ankles crossed.

Phone in hand.

Texting.

Scrolling.

Maybe checking TikTok.

Possibly stopping mid-assessment because someone finally replied to the group chat.

Meanwhile you're standing there trying to reconcile the two pieces of information in front of you.

“My pain is twelve out of ten.”

And:

“Hang on, I need to answer this.”

“12 Out of 10” isn't about deciding whether somebody's pain is real based on how they look.

It's about that uniquely healthcare moment when the number you're being given and the scene you're observing seem to have been submitted by two completely different patients.

Naturally, the appropriate musical treatment for this minor discrepancy was melodic metalcore.

Because if we're going beyond the limits of the pain scale, the guitars might as well go with us.

Twelve out of ten.

Please finish your text before we reassess.

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