Little Things

I bleach the sky Every night Loaded on wrong And further from right Spinning around Two howling moons 'Cause they're always there Whatever I do The river is loaded I've been there today Took it some questions She does me again I'd die in your arms If you were dead too Here comes a lie We will always be true Going up when coming down Scratch away, away, away, away It's the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh the little things that kill That little thing that kill The bigger you give bigger you get We're boss at denial But best at forget Cupboard is empty we really need food Summer is winter and you always knew Going up when coming down Scratch away It's the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh little little little Little little little Little little little I touch your mouth my will is food Addicted to love I'm addicted to bull-shit I kill you once I kill you again We're starving and crude Welcome my friends to To the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh that little little little Little little little Here it comes that little things Here it comes that little ah ah ah ah little, little