i bleach the sky ::
every night ::
loaded on wrong ::
and further from right ::
spinning around ::
two howling moons ::
cos 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 ::
when coming down ::
scratch away ::
it's the little things that kill ::
tearing at my brains again ::
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 ::
the cupboard is empty ::
we really need food ::
summer is winter ::
and you always knew

going up when coming down ::
scratch away

i touch your mouth ::
my willy is food ::
addicted to love ::
i'm addicted to fools ::
i kill you once ::
i kill you again ::
we're starving and crude ::
welcome my friends to

little things that kill you