Just a Little More Songtext
von Lunatic Fringe

He would rather bicker but he knows without her he would wither
He would wither
So a fissure cross her throat
It′d be the perfect antidote to fix her, yeah to fix her


She called him her lover no more
He takes pride in the blood, on the floor
And he watched her cold corpse, he set out to abuse
To abuse...
Oh just a little more

His hands stained with red he couldn't cleanse the sickness inside his head
He tears off her dress this time he wouldn′t beat her to say yes, yeah to say yes

She called him her lover no more
He takes pride in the blood, on the floor
And he watched her cold corpse, he set out to abuse
To abuse...
Oh just a little more