**[Verse 1]**
Ears are ringing—high and sharp and thin,
Vision’s blurring—where do I begin?
Pain is stinging somewhere deep within,
Wipe the sweat away… why does it feel like something’s not okay?
Listen close—what’s that snapping sound?
Something whipped past, struck the hollow ground.
Look around me… someone’s laying still—
A blast hit close enough to shake me down to my will.
Dust and debris are heavy in the air,
Knocked out cold, but now I’m standing here.
Check the mag—reflex turns into a prayer,
Slap it home, back to the line—gotta get out of here.
Cut on my head, but I’m moving alright,
Weapon tight as I step back into the fight.
It’s not over—running on pure determination,
Every breath is grit, every moment’s preservation.
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**[Verse 2]**
Memory hits me in a sudden, sharp flash—
The blinding light, the thunder of the crash.
Adrenaline pumping—quick and urgent dash,
Searching for my steel—my one and only trusted friend.
Found it there, buried in the dust,
Brush it off quick—instinct rising up.
Survival mode kicking in again—
Check myself fast for any real injury—still steady enough to stand.
Dust and debris still choking the air,
Knocked out cold, but now I’m standing here.
Check the mag—reflex turns into a prayer,
Slap it home, back to the line—gotta get out of here.
Blood on my face, but I’m moving alright,
Weapon tight as I step back into the fight.
It’s not over—running on pure determination,
Still pushing forward through the shock and devastation.
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**[Bridge]**
Time slows down—
the world goes still around me.
Every motion measured,
every breath steady.
Drop two threats—
skill and instinct guiding me.
Through chaos and fire—
the only way out is to break free.
Yeah… **we** might make it through, barely breathing.
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**[Chorus / Hook]**
Dust and debris still heavy in the air,
Knocked out cold, but I’m STILL standing here.
Check the mag—reflex turns into a prayer,
Slap it home, back to the line—gotta get out of here.
Cut on my head, but I’m moving alright,
Weapon tight as I step back into the fight.
It’s not over—fueled by pure determination…
Every heartbeat screaming **resuscitation**.
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**[Final Breakdown]**
FIRE BACK—FIRE BACK!
Through the smoke and the black—
**We might make it through…**
Yeah…
We might make it through..
SmilenGrizzly
