I should've seen all the signs all around me
But I was comfortable inside these wounds
So go ahead and take another piece of me now
While we all bow down to you

You tear me down and then you pick me up
You take it all and still it's not enough
You try to tell me you can heal me
But I'm still bleeding
And you will be the death of me

How can you help my affliction
If you're the sickness and not the cure
Too long I've faked this addiction
Another sacrifice to make us pure

I won’t forget, I cannot forget this
I won't forget, I'll never forget this

I won't forget, I'll never forget

I know I can never prove this illusion
You aren't the one that I thought you were
And so I learned to embrace this delusion
The line that separates us starts to blur

And you will be the death of me
You will be the death of me
I won’t forget, I cannot forget this
And you will be the death of me


Words & Music by Jasen Rauch and Rob Graves

Behind the Song:
In “Death of Me,” the band steps inside the throes of conflict as an emotionally wounded Michael Barnes laments, “You tear me down and then you pick me up/You take it all and still it's not enough.” However, the unexpected twist behind the meaning of the lyrics is that YOU are the ‘you’ in the song. “The song is really a regretful introspective moment, where you realize that your own actions have led you down a path you never wanted to take,” says guitarist Anthony Armstrong. “You are the one who keeps tearing yourself down in some kind of vicious cycle that never seems to end.” Despite its angry moments, the song weeps the emotions of a soul teetering on the brink, while still packing a powerhouse chorus and gorgeous strings that float effortlessly beside the loud crunchy guitars.