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
  tool 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 denia
  l but our best at forget
  cupboard is empty
  we really need food
  summer is winter
  and you always knew
    going up when coming down
  scratch away
    I touch you mouth
  my willy is food
  addicted to love
  I'm addicted to you shit
  I kill you once
  I kill you again
  we're starving and crude
  welcome my friends to
    the little things that kill