(Verse 1) Tick-tock, the gears unwind, Scalpels dance, a perfect line, Underneath fluorescent lights, I carve the truth, I twist the spine.

Glass-eyed dolls with skin so thin, Stitched-up smiles, I let them grin, Bodies whisper, secrets hum, All just notes inside my hymn.

(Pre-Chorus) Logic cracks, but I'll refine, The world's just clay for hands like mine, I dissect, I redefine, You're just a part of my design.

(Chorus) Cut you open, read the signs, See what's ticking in your mind, Hearts are gears and bones are strings, Flesh is just a fragile thing.

Twist the wires, bend the steel, Make you something I can feel, No one's real until they break, Science is the god I make.

(Verse 2) Born in whispers, bathed in cries, Taught to see through hollow eyes, Mother's screams and father's lies, I found solace in the wise— The ones who bled beneath my hand, The little creatures in the sand, If I swapped their broken parts, Could I ignite a missing spark?

(Pre-Chorus) Flesh is weak but thought is strong, And in my world, you won't belong, So let me break, let me create, Let me mold and let me take.

(Chorus) Cut you open, read the signs, See what's ticking in your mind, Hearts are gears and bones are strings, Flesh is just a fragile thing.

Twist the wires, bend the steel, Make you something I can feel, No one's real until they break, Science is the god I make.

(Bridge) Tell me, love, do you fear the dark? Or the monster with the bleeding heart? Does the scalpel make you scream, Or do you wish to join my dream?

I could fix you, I could mend, Turn you whole, make you bend, Strip you down, build you up, Not a person—just my love.

(Outro) Tick-tock, the gears unwind, You were weak, but now you're mine, Underneath my guiding hands, You're just another great design.

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