100 Little Deaths

Water water cold and deep

Hold me fast that I may sleep

Death with you is hardly more

Than the little deaths before

I've been writing out a list of demands

I got my hands drawing lines in the sand

I felt my power lifting me off the earth

When I didn't have a ghost of a chance

Cracked my teeth biting down on diamonds

Chasing every glare blinding my eyes

Left the taste of bad blood in my mouth

With one truth, while you live you will die

A hundred little deaths

A hundred little deaths

Before you're laid to rest

And breathe your last breath

Cause in this life

While you live you will die

A hundred little deaths

A hundred little deaths

Bless my soul singing my Hail Marys

Cause no one here gets out alive

I was born between the church and the devil

In the dirt with one hand to the sky

Well you just never know if there's a gift in the curse

You just never know if there's a gift in the hurt

You just never know if there's a gift in the curse

One truth, while you live you will die

A hundred little deaths

A hundred little deaths

Before you're laid to rest

And breathe your last breath

Cause in this life

While you live you will die

A hundred little deaths

A hundred little deaths

You just never know if there's a gift in the curse

You just never know if there's a gift in the hurt

You just never know if there's a gift in the curse

One truth, while you live you will die

A hundred little deaths

A hundred little deaths

A hundred little deaths

Before you're laid to rest

And breathe your last breath

Cause in this life

While you live you will die

A hundred little deaths

A hundred little deaths