The Little Death Songtext / Lyric

What keeps the heart on going,

Once it is flawed and grey?

What makes the blood keep flowing?

Three words that never change,

I don't know,

Don't lose hope.



Because I'll cut your throat,

You have to know,

It's not personal,

But if I let you go,

I'll live my life alone.






What keeps the passion burning,

When you don't have a flame?

A cold machine is working,

Everything ends the same,

I don't know,

Stay so pure.



Can you show?

Can you fight?

What is wrong,

Can be right.



'cause I'll cut your throat,

'cause I'll cut your throat,

'cause I'll cut your throat.