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One More Stick

Genre: Indian Folk-Metal
Released: August 31, 2026
Length: 3:56

The words

Lyrics

Verse 1

Hold still, meri jaan, hold still I have my tray, I got the skill Left arm's angry, right one hides I found a vein, but it changed its mind First poke clean, then the flash went dry Second one curled just like a lie You said "It’s okay" with a tight little grin But I know that look, I’m bruising you again

Pre-Chorus

Oh, patient, don't pull away Main karungi anyway Tape it down, breathe in slow I swear this line is gonna go

Chorus

One more stick One more stick Main karungi I'll get it Bas ek aur! One more stick Stay with me now One more stick

Verse 2

Tiny blue map under shaking skin I swear that vein was right there then Flash disappeared, like a train at dawn Now the bruises all march on I clean the site, I angle low I say "Bas, bas, bas" but the blood won't show Six attempts, but who's keeping score? You nod again, so I say one more

Pre-Chorus

Oh, patient, don't pull away Main karungi, one more way Brace that arm, don't look down I'm gonna bring that good line round

Chorus 2

One more stick! One more stick! Main karungi I'll get it Bas ek aur! One more stick! Stay with me now One more stick

Bridge

Bruise on bruise, but I won't fold Steel in my hand, heart still bold Giddha in my wrist, bhangra in my feet I chase that vein through pounding beats

Breakdown

Hey! One more try! Hey! Watch me now!

Chorus 3

One more stick One more stick Main karungi I'll get it One more stick One more stick Stay with me now One more stick Bas ek aur! One more stick This time, meri jaan One more stick

About this song

Some patients are hard sticks.

Unfortunately, most of them already know that.

They've heard it before.

Many, many times before.

“One More Stick” is about that familiar battle between a clinician, a difficult vein and the increasingly optimistic belief that the next attempt is definitely going to be the one.

You see the vein.

You're absolutely certain you see the vein.

There is flash.

Hope fills the room.

And then the vein apparently decides it has other plans.

So the search begins again.

Another site.

Another angle.

Another careful attempt.

And those dangerous little words:

One more stick.

Difficult vascular access is a very real challenge, and repeated attempts aren't much fun for anyone involved — especially the person attached to the veins.

But the strange mixture of concentration, determination, optimism and frustration involved in chasing an elusive IV needed something considerably more dramatic than a normal soundtrack.

It needed pounding drums.

It needed folk instrumentation.

It needed metal.

It needed a vascular-access battle anthem.

Indian folk-metal it is.

Because sometimes the vein is right there.

Sometimes it disappears.

Sometimes you finally get the line.

And sometimes you stare at the other arm, gather yourself, and quietly utter the phrase your patient has heard countless times before:

Bas ek aur.
One more stick.

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