No Second Shot

Every thread must weave just right No loose ends, no sleepless nights A single spark, a fragile line One false step, and I'm out of time The weight of all I've yet to do Like whispers pressing through the room No second shot, no room to fall I trace the lines, I check them all Perfection's heavy, but I swear I'll reach the mark, I'm almost there Every number, every frame Measured twice, no place for shame The gears must turn, the pulse must stay A flawless run, no other way The weight of all I've yet to do Like whispers pressing through the room No second shot, no room to fall I trace the lines, I check them all Perfection's heavy, but I swear I'll reach the mark, I'm almost there The walls are closing, breath runs thin Yet giving up was never in The blueprints drawn inside my mind Each step is clear, each mark aligned No second shot, no room to fall I trace the lines, I check them all Perfection's heavy, but I swear I'll reach the mark, I'm almost there Almost there