Final Round Before Death
horrorcore, game music, progressive rock, detuned guitar stabs, breakbeat drums, low brass hits, modular synth glitches, tape saturation, sidechain pumping, strobe synth leads, half-time drop, boss fight energy, paranoid chase, 110 BPM, syncopated meter, glitch orchestration, distorted bass drone, arcade sirens
Final Round Before Death
horrorcore, game music, progressive rock, detuned guitar stabs, breakbeat drums, low brass hits, modular synth glitches, tape saturation, sidechain pumping, strobe synth leads, half-time drop, boss fight energy, paranoid chase, 110 BPM, syncopated meter, glitch orchestration, distorted bass drone, arcade sirens
Lyrics
Verse 1
My name on the list
Marker on the wrist
Fluorescent buzz
And a cheap plastic chair
Clock on the wall
Keeps licking its teeth
Everybody scrolling
Like they’re already ghosts
Nurse calls
And the hallway narrows
Shoes hit tile
Like slow drum rolls
Family group chat
Still arguing rent
While I sign my name
Like a shaky autograph
Chorus
This is the final round before death
Bloody mouth
Still under my breath
“I’m not done
I’m not done yet”
Skin on fire
But my heart throws fists
Every bruise
Every loss I’ve kept
In my chest like a taped-up chest
If I go
I go swinging at the edge
In the final round
Before death
Verse 2
Doctor’s eyes
Learned how to look past you
Words too calm
For the storm in my ribs
He says “there’s a chance”
Like a scratched raffle ticket
Shrugs it across
The steel between us
I taste metal
Memories
Mistakes
First kiss behind
A grocery store crate
My kid’s last drawing
Still stuck to the fridge
Stick figures holding hands
In thick blue lines
Chorus
This is the final round before death
Bloody mouth
Still under my breath
“I’m not done
I’m not done yet”
Skin on fire
But my heart throws fists
Every bruise
Every loss I’ve kept
In my chest like a taped-up chest
If I go
I go swinging at the edge
In the final round
Before death
Bridge
Who gets my records?
Who gets my blame?
Who gets the stories
I never could say?
If I fade
Don’t polish my name
Just say I stayed standing
When the lights went gray (hey)
Chorus
This is the final round before death
Shaking hands
Laughing at the threat
“I’m still here
I’m still here yet”
Torn-up lungs
But my heart throws fists
Every bruise
Every promise I meant
Flashing back like a flared-out match
If I fall
I fall breaking the edge
In the final round
Before death