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The monitors are screaming, but I don't look away.
I know the architecture of everything that's frayed.
My hands are shaking slightly,
But they know the path by heart.
I'm closing every opening, I'm sealing every part.
Counting down from 10 to 1,
There's no turning back from what I've done.
Every nerve is firing signals, but my grip stays strong.
I'm cutting through the damage that no one else can see,
Holding steady while I'm bleeding, just the blade and me.
I'm pulling out the pieces that got buried way too deep.
I'm operating conscious, because the surgeon never sleeps.
No one trained for this procedure,
No one wrote it in the books,
But I'm the only one who knows exactly where to look.
I know the architecture of everything that's frayed.
My hands are shaking slightly,
But they know the path by heart.
I'm closing every opening, I'm sealing every part.
Counting down from 10 to 1,
There's no turning back from what I've done.
Every nerve is firing signals, but my grip stays strong.
I'm cutting through the damage that no one else can see,
Holding steady while I'm bleeding, just the blade and me.
I'm pulling out the pieces that got buried way too deep.
I'm operating conscious, because the surgeon never sleeps.
No one trained for this procedure,
No one wrote it in the books,
But I'm the only one who knows exactly where to look.