I Met Death Once NerdButter (Final Cut)

[Intro]\n[detuned piano melody, atmospheric synth pads]\nYeah\nRoll initiative\nLights low, mind at the glow, mind at the glow, mind at the glow\nYeah\n\n[Verse 1]\n[trap drums enter, 808 bass]\nI was the tall kid in the back of the class\nHands always cold, oh, never part of the pack\nLast name on the sign of the funeral home, yeah\nRoom in the mill carved it in stone, yeah\nMom embalming, dad in a suit\nKids where I slept in a coffin too\nReading manual, spellbooks, dice\nLearned necromancy before social advice\nDidn't help I was pale, didn't help I was quiet\nDidn't help I preferred worlds where dragons riot\nWhile they played ball, I rolled stats, yeah\nStrength low, wisdom max\n\n[Chorus]\n[layered melodic vocals]\nCreepy kid, yeah, I heard it all\nFuture written on a marble wall\nThey laughed, I stayed undead calm\nGuess who runs the place when the bodies fall\n\n[Verse 2]\n[piano continues, driving percussion]\nFast forward, degree on the wall\nMortuary sciences, top of the class, no applause\nFamily trade, keys to the door\nSame building, different decade, same floor\nStill tall, still weird, still online late\nRaiding dungeons with strangers who can relate\nDiscord lit, party of five\nTank, healer, DPS, barely alive\nThen I heard a chair scrape past the prep room line\nFrom the side of the house that ain't mine\nSecurity cams blink once, twice\nCuriosity beat common sense, roll the dice\nDownstairs, table candles burn low\nGuest from upstairs I already know\nTransparent smile, unfinished goodbyes\nAnd at the head of the table, infinite eyes\nBlack cloak, casual, bone-white grin\nMid-speech like, \"Alright, so again\"\nSees me standing, hand on the door\nFive-minute break, ghost gone no more\n\n[Bridge]\n[percussion thins out, melodic synth]\nHeart in my throat, rain of light\nHe says, \"Relax, you're fine\"\nI said, \"Am I dead?\" He said, \"Nah, my bad\"\nA clerical error happens sometimes\nPulled a shape from nowhere, bent space-time\nRolling papers, lighter, green so loud\n\"Personal strain, don't share it around\"\n\n[Verse 3]\n[full beat returns]\nWe smoked by the slab where the silence lives, huh\nHe talked about endings and what comes after it\nNot fire, not clouds, not reward or blame\nJust transitions, wait, wait, remembering names\nSaid, \"Loneliness echoes, love leaves marks\"\nSaid, \"Death ain't cruel, just terrible with sparks\"\nI nodded like this was normal shit\nWhile reality quietly uninstalled itself\nHe said, \"This'll fade when the high wears off\nYou're not meant to know this stuff\"\nTold me keep doing what I do best\nHold the line between gone and left\n\n[Chorus]\n[melodic vocals, atmospheric pads]\nWoke up, sunlight through the blinds\nAshtray full, missing time\nDream felt heavy, hard to place\nLike forgetting a face\n\n[Outro]\n[piano fades, light percussion]\nCheck the cams like every day\nSaw death spark up, saw myself say\n\"Holy shit, in high-def truth\"\nDeleted the file, what else you do?\nNobody wants the facts I've got\nNobody asks questions like that on the spot\nWorld spins, better not knowing why\nSome doors stay closed even if you're the guy, yeah\nCreepy kid still here, still me\nCaretaker of what you don't want to see\nRoll the dice, close the door gently\nEvery goodbye gets handled professionally\nStill gaming at night, still talk to the dead\nStill lonely sometimes, yeah, he said that's human\nIf death shows up again, we'll share a seat\nUntil then, I grind XP and keep the peace\n[piano melody ends]