Original lyrics

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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