| Song | Death Has Died |
| Artist | Andy Mineo |
| Album | Heroes For Sale |
| (Verse 1) | |
| It was just last week that my grandma died. It’s been years since I’ve seen family on my father’s side. A bitter sweet moment but tell me why nothin less than the sting of death brought us together. | |
| I sat and listened to the priest tell lies to appease loved ones in they seats. | |
| When you lookin at a face that’s weepin the grim truth won’t bring ‘em no peace. | |
| So I put on all white gloves like Mr. Jackson, carried the casket to the Cadillac, | |
| then I realized this is the first time that me and my brothers ever did somethin together. | |
| Whatever I’m grown now, c’mon, let’s just put on a smile and take pictures, take pictures. | |
| Eat this humble pie and leave them dishes for somebody else to clean ‘em until I see y’all again. | |
| (Hook) | |
| Breakin down, breakin down, everything here is breakin down. | |
| Breakin down, breakin down, it’s all breakin down, down, down. | |
| Breakin down, breakin down, everything here is breakin down. | |
| Breakin down, breakin down, but this won’t be forever, no. | |
| You used to make me cry, but one day He’ll wipe every tear from our eyes. | |
| He’ll come make all things right, and we’ll sing “Death has died,” | |
| but until that day. | |
| Until that day, oh until that day. | |
| This won’t be forever. | |
| Until that day, oh until that day. | |
| This won’t be forever, this won’t be forever. | |
| (Verse 2) | |
| I hopped off the plane, my God what a scene that I seen on that TV screen. | |
| People huddled ‘round, hands on their mouth, not again same problem that hit in Newtown. | |
| 26 dead, 20 of ‘em kids. Where do you begin when some lives just ended? | |
| And everybody got the question, “If God’s so good how’d He let this happen?” | |
| Is it mental health? Is it gun control? Is it we make superstars outta animals? | |
| Is it the movies we make? The video games? I don’t know, but God I want an antidote. | |
| All I know is this world is broken. Our sin is the reason it ain’t like it’s supposed to. | |
| Words fall short tryna comfort the grieving, but you gotta know that there’s Hope to believe in! | |
| One day my God gon’ crack the sky, He gon’ bottle up every tear that we ever cried. | |
| The Truth to every lie, justice for every crime. All our shame will be gone, and we’ll never have to hide! | |
| No more broken hearts! No more broken homes! No more lockin doors, no more cost control(??). | |
| And no abusive words, no abusive touches, no more cancerous cells that’ll take our loved ones! | |
| No more hungry kids, no more natural disasters, no child will ever have to ask for his dad. | |
| There’s no funerals where we wear all black, and Death will be dead and we’ll lock the casket! | |
| (Hook) | |
| You used to make me cry, but one day He’ll wipe every tear from our eyes. | |
| He’ll come make all things right. And we’ll sing “Death has died.” | |
| You used to make me cry, but one day He’ll wipe every tear from our eyes. | |
| He’ll come make all things right. And we’ll sing “Death has died.” | |
| But until that day...... This won’t be forever. |
| Verse 1 | |
| It was just last week that my grandma died. It' s been years since I' ve seen family on my father' s side. A bitter sweet moment but tell me why nothin less than the sting of death brought us together. | |
| I sat and listened to the priest tell lies to appease loved ones in they seats. | |
| When you lookin at a face that' s weepin the grim truth won' t bring ' em no peace. | |
| So I put on all white gloves like Mr. Jackson, carried the casket to the Cadillac, | |
| then I realized this is the first time that me and my brothers ever did somethin together. | |
| Whatever I' m grown now, c' mon, let' s just put on a smile and take pictures, take pictures. | |
| Eat this humble pie and leave them dishes for somebody else to clean ' em until I see y' all again. | |
| Hook | |
| Breakin down, breakin down, everything here is breakin down. | |
| Breakin down, breakin down, it' s all breakin down, down, down. | |
| Breakin down, breakin down, everything here is breakin down. | |
| Breakin down, breakin down, but this won' t be forever, no. | |
| You used to make me cry, but one day He' ll wipe every tear from our eyes. | |
| He' ll come make all things right, and we' ll sing " Death has died," | |
| but until that day. | |
| Until that day, oh until that day. | |
| This won' t be forever. | |
| Until that day, oh until that day. | |
| This won' t be forever, this won' t be forever. | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I hopped off the plane, my God what a scene that I seen on that TV screen. | |
| People huddled ' round, hands on their mouth, not again same problem that hit in Newtown. | |
| 26 dead, 20 of ' em kids. Where do you begin when some lives just ended? | |
| And everybody got the question, " If God' s so good how' d He let this happen?" | |
| Is it mental health? Is it gun control? Is it we make superstars outta animals? | |
| Is it the movies we make? The video games? I don' t know, but God I want an antidote. | |
| All I know is this world is broken. Our sin is the reason it ain' t like it' s supposed to. | |
| Words fall short tryna comfort the grieving, but you gotta know that there' s Hope to believe in! | |
| One day my God gon' crack the sky, He gon' bottle up every tear that we ever cried. | |
| The Truth to every lie, justice for every crime. All our shame will be gone, and we' ll never have to hide! | |
| No more broken hearts! No more broken homes! No more lockin doors, no more cost control??. | |
| And no abusive words, no abusive touches, no more cancerous cells that' ll take our loved ones! | |
| No more hungry kids, no more natural disasters, no child will ever have to ask for his dad. | |
| There' s no funerals where we wear all black, and Death will be dead and we' ll lock the casket! | |
| Hook | |
| You used to make me cry, but one day He' ll wipe every tear from our eyes. | |
| He' ll come make all things right. And we' ll sing " Death has died." | |
| You used to make me cry, but one day He' ll wipe every tear from our eyes. | |
| He' ll come make all things right. And we' ll sing " Death has died." | |
| But until that day...... This won' t be forever. |