I bleach the sky every night
Loaded on wrong and further from right
Spinning around two howling moons
'Cause there 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 and coming down; scratch away
It's the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh, the little things that kill
The little things that kill
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 and 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, the little, little, little, little...
I touch your mouth, my will is food
Addicted to love, I'm addicted to bullshit
I killed you once, I'll kill you again
We're starving and crude; welcome my friends
To the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh, the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
Oh, the little, little, little, little...
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comHere come the little things
Here come the little lies
Little things that kill you