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I bleach the sky
Every night
Loaded on wrong
But further from right
Spinning around
Two howling moons
Cause they're always there
In 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 way way way way
It's the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
All the little things that kill
The little things that kill

The bigger you give
The 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 way way way way
It's the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
All the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
All the little
Little (x7)

I touch your mouth
My willy is food
Addicted to love
I'm addicted to fools, shit
I kill you once
I kill you again
We're starving and crude
Welcome my friends

To the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
All the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
All the little
Little (x7)

Here come the little things
Here come the little aaaaaaaahh
The little things taht kill
I bleach the sky   Every night   Loaded on wrong   But further from right   Spinning around   Two howling moons   Cause they're always there   In 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 way way way way   It's the little things that kill   Tearing at my brains again   All the little things that kill   The little things that kill      The bigger you give   The 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 way way way way   It's the little things that kill   Tearing at my brains again   All the little things that kill   Tearing at my brains again   All the little   Little (x7)      I touch your mouth   My willy is food   Addicted to love   I'm addicted to fools, shit   I kill you once   I kill you again   We're starving and crude   Welcome my friends      To the little things that kill   Tearing at my brains again   All the little things that kill   Tearing at my brains again   All the little   Little (x7)      Here come the little things   Here come the little aaaaaaaahh   The little things taht kill
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