Final taste

Staring at the mirror 
Eyes filled with anger and terror
You put the shirt back on 
Thinking to yourself this is why you’ll die alone 
Mind comprehending what to do 
Time for war on the body no time to lose

Imagine dying alone with no one around the bed 
You’ve got to better yourself do you hear what I said
You don’t want it bad enough 
Get your body right it’s not that tough 

One, two, three
Sweat dripping off my face I can’t see
Their on your mind but know it’s not you they want
Your money is running outtt
Taking a run is the way to fight the doubt
I’m in my own way 
Money and gym is the only thing to chase 
Death is the final taste 


Set your feelings aside 
Can’t feel anything while you’re the one to decide
Their not telling you the truth
You know their words are just lies
The ratio for love wasn’t even a tie 
Parents getting older as time flys by
Car broke down again asking God whyyy

All of it piling up 
Trying to do enough 
Showing value and love 
Watching parents give up 
I know how to leave 
It’s just not how I want to be 
It’s coming for us no matter our deeds
Death is coming for me

One, two, three
Sweat dripping off my face I can’t see
Their on your mind but know it’s not you they want 
Your Money is running outtt
Taking a run is the way to fight the doubttt

I’m in my own way 
Money and gym is the only thing to chase 

Maybe have a wife to make feel safe 

But

Death is the final taste

pop-punk, alternative rock, emo, male, drum-forward