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NAME
Applesauce 911
MEDICAL RECORD NUMBER
SMMC-026
Genre:
Metal
Admission Date:
03/30/2026
Track Length:
3:57
Chart Status:
Lyrics Available
PATIENT RECORD
Official lyric documentation filed under Synthetic Medic Medical Center entertainment records.
DOCUMENTED BY: SYNTHETIC MEDIC EMS UNIT 9
TRANSCRIBED: 03/30/2026 19:54 EST
STATUS: SIGNED / LOCKED
[Verse 1]
Static on the line My hand won’t hold still “Is she breathing? Is she bleeding? Is it poison? Is it pills?” I list every worst-case Like I read them in a book “She was fine Then she folded” I can’t stand how they look
[Pre-Chorus]
Is it stroke Is it heart Is it something in her lungs? Every word tastes like metal on my tongue Sirens in my head But the street stays dark Tell me you’re close Tell me you’re close
[Chorus 1]
So I call 911 and I can’t stop shaking Throw a hundred wild guesses at an empty room Please drive faster I can feel time breaking If you’re late by a minute I’m losing her too Lights in the distance I’m talking to God Every second is a blade that I can’t brush off Please, Just save my mother Is all that I’ve got Please, just save my mother Please, just save my mother
[Verse 2]
Keys on the counter Her shoes by the door I pace tiny circles Wear a track in the floor I think it’s her sugar Or a clot, or a fall Do you need more symptoms? I keep spilling them all
[Pre-Chorus]
Is it lungs Is it brain Is it something in her spine? I keep drawing new disasters in my mind Sirens in the air Finally cut the dark Tell me you’re here Tell me you’re here
[Chorus 2]
So I call 911 and I can’t stop shaking Throw a hundred wild guesses at an empty room Please drive faster I can feel time breaking If you’re late by a minute I’m losing her too Lights in the driveway I’m praying they’re God Every second is a blade that I can’t brush off Please, just save my mother Is all that I’ve got Please just save me my mother Please, just save my…
[Bridge]
Front door open Cool night air Boots on gravel Flashing glare They rush past me Up the walk I’m all heartbeat I’m all shock
[Chorus 3]
Then they point to the porch and my lungs collapse She’s in her favorite chair Wrapped up in her shawl I stutter, I was scared I just panicked, I snapped I thought death was in the kitchen in the walls Grandma waves them off with a shrug Of course Looks me dead in the eye like I’m at a loss Daughter voice cracks as she pleads her case hoarse: She won’t eat her applesauce She won’t eat her applesauce
Electronically Signed By:
SYNTHETIC MEDIC, EMT-P
03/30/2026 22:22EST
This chart was electronically reviewed by Synthetic Medic Medical Center. Accuracy may vary depending on staffing, caffeine levels, and whether anyone actually read the note.