(Pre-Chorus)
No angel choir, just doctors swearing
Shadows on the ceiling while I laid there staring
“Stay with us,” they said—I tried, I swear
I was 33, I wasn’t supposed to be there
(Chorus)
I almost died in the arms of a stranger
With hospital light and monitors buzzing in abuse
No last words, no epilogue or clean escape
Just an echo in my chest
Yeah, I almost died, but not today
I clawed my way back through the static and grey
(Verse 2)
Bedside confession to a cracked IV pole
Told the nurse my regrets like they’d save my soul
All those skipped heartbeats now make sense
Turns out ignoring warning signs isn't defense
(Bridge)
I saw nothing but my past on rewind
Old songs and mistakes I tried to leave behind
Don’t romanticize the pain—it’s not a sign
Just a fragile life losing time
(Chorus)
I almost died in the arms of a stranger
With hospital light and monitors buzzing in abuse
No last words, no clean escape
Just an echo in my chest
Yeah, I almost died, but not today
I clawed my way back through the static and grey
(Outro)
Now every breath is a borrowed beat
Every dawn feels slightly bittersweet
Age 33 almost wrote me out
But I rewrote the ending with a scream, not a shout