Little Death

You've wrapped yourself in yourself again
Now you've got your own way
You leave a trail of despair
And trust in tattered ruin

But it started out wrong
Convenience and sexual gratification
Bad decisions in wrong moments
But you, you wanted me once more

A little death
A little death
A little death
A little death

True colours come out in a crisis
To know the friends you'll have tomorrow
To know the friends you had yesterday
A little death goes a long way

A self-righteous style for a self-righteous mind
Remember, our longing detachment
You'll punish yourself for your own selfish crimes
Your loss will be greater than your reward

A little death
A little death
A little death
A little death