Tearing at my brain again
Scratch away, away, away, away, away
Summer is winter and you always knew
Oh, that little things that kill
Took it some questions, she does me again
We're boss at denial but best at forget
Here comes a lie, we will always be true
Tearing at my brain again
The little things that kill
'Cause they're always there whatever I do
I touch your mouth, my willy is food
I'd die in your arms if you were dead too
Little, little, little
Tearing at my brain again
I kill you once, I kill you again
Tearing at my brain again
Oh, that little, little, little
It's the little things that kill
Oh, that little, little, little
We're starving and crude, welcome my friends to
The little things that kill
Going up when coming down
Cupboard is empty, we really need food
Scratch away, away, away, away, away
Going up when coming down
Little, little, little
It's the little things that kill
Spinning around two howling moons
Addicted to love, I'm addicted to fools, shit
Oh, that little things that kill
Tearing at my brain again
Little, little, little
Little, little, little
The river is loaded, I've been there today
Oh, that little things that kill
Bigger you give, bigger you get
Here come the little things
