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Juliet Simms

100 Little Deaths

 

100 Little Deaths

(album: Created From Filth And Dust - 2021)


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

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