"What Doesn't Die" lyrics

"What Doesn't Die"

First in, last out, overthrown
It's been picked clean to the bone
And so hard to remember things
Like when we used to kill our kings
Crusading for hypocrisy
Under our nose the holy bleed
Crumbling under its own weight
Apologies if you relate

'Cause you cannot kill
What doesn't die
Live up to my promise
My full potential realised

Death lives right inside your pocket
Take him out and have a laugh
Go and piss your life away
Another ugly waste of clay
And up above there's no-one home
Why don't you answer your phone?
Reminding me to learn that poem
First in, last out, overthrown

Because you cannot kill
What doesn't die
Live up to my promise
My full potential realised
You cannot kill
What doesn't die
Live up to my promise
My full potential realised

A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood
Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood

A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood
Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood
A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood
Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood
A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood
(What doesn't die)
Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood
A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood
(What doesn't die)
Stem this tide of violence as it rises like a flood

You cannot kill
What doesn't die
Live up to my promise
My full potential realised
You cannot kill
What doesn't die
Live up to my promise
My full potential realised


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