In "500 Ways To Die," Blake Whiten tallies the near misses that should have killed him, from a truck wrapped around a tree to a gun accident by the fire, yet the one wound he cannot survive is heartbreak. The chorus turns cigarettes and whiskey into numbered risks, each a small, familiar way of tempting fate. After surviving 499 dangers, losing this woman feels like the final one, the loss that might finally take him out. The song treats grief as the most lethal threat of all, more dangerous than any wreck or bad habit.
500 Ways To Die Lyrics by Blake Whiten
I walked away that night I wrapped my truck around that tree
And that car burned out it breaks that time I stumbled in the street
We told him twenty times don’t clean your gun around the fire
His finger slipped the trigger and I swear I saw my life
Flash before my eyes
500 ways to die
There’s twenty in this pack of lites
Another in a glass of ice
Get to counting ’em in my mind
500 ways to die
I survived 499
But losing you just might be the one
That gets me tonight
I thought it’d be on down the road when I was 85
But the way that my heart’s breaking
Might not make it out alive
500 ways to die
There’s twenty in this pack of lites
Another in a glass of ice
Get to counting ’em in my mind
500 ways to die
I survived 499
But losing you just might be the one
That gets me tonight
Makes me see the light
Takes me to the other side
Yeah girl it just might
500 ways to die
There’s twenty in this pack of lites
Another in a glass of ice
Get to counting ’em in my mind
500 ways to die
I survived 499
But losing you just might be the one
That gets me tonight
