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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fluorescent ceiling
Rolling down a hallway, too bright, too fast
Hands shake, breathing
Name on the wristband, paper band cast
Cold air, questions
“Can you feel this?” voices blur and bend
Gown tied, trembling
Trying to joke with the anesthetist friend
[Pre-Chorus]
Blue drape on my chest
I can’t see my own skin
All I’ve got left
Is this whispering spin
Of “you’re okay, you’re okay”
But I’m split open, afraid
[Chorus]
I’m counting lights on the ceiling
As they cut right through me
Seven layers, I’m open
But I’m still me
If I break, if I bleed
Let it be for you tonight
On this table, torn and shaking
All I want is your first cry
[Verse 2]
Tugging pressure
Someone says “you’ll feel a little pull”
Metal, cotton
Smell of something burning, head gets full
Clock ticks louder
Tears slip sideways into my hair
You say, “you’re doing great”
I say, “tell me when you’re there”
[Pre-Chorus]
Blue drape like an ocean
I’m afraid of the deep
Thoughts rush, body frozen
Can’t move my own feet
So I pray in my head
Every fear I’ve never said
[Chorus]
I’m counting lights on the ceiling
As they cut right through me
Seven layers, I’m open
But I’m still me
If I break, if I bleed
Let it be for you tonight
On this table, torn and shaking
All I want is your first cry
[Bridge]
Will you hate this story
Of how you came to me
All the hidden glory
In every quiet scream
If this is how I’m remade
Let my scars spell your name
[Chorus]
I’m counting lights on the ceiling
As they stitch right through me
Seven layers, I’m broken
But you found me
I heard you, I heard you
Tiny thunder in the night
On this table, cut and crying
You were worth that first cold cry (oh)
You were worth that first cold cry
Details
GeneratedApr 12, 2026
Duration4:08
LanguageEnglish
Style
pop, Intimate cinematic pop with female vocals; soft piano and airy pads in the verses, warm sub-bass and tight drums entering on the chorus. Vocal sits close and breathy at first, then builds into a soaring hook with stacked harmonies. Subtle synth arps and distant vocal chops shimmer in the background; bridge strips back to piano and heartbeat kick before a final, uplifting chorus., deep
Credits
Prompt by
Madz_Kelly2026
Madz_Kelly2026ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
getting pushed into the operating room you’re scared blue drape on your chest as you’re numb from the waist down they cut you seven layers deep open on the table waiting to hear that cry, female, pop
