Little Deaths Songtext
von The Collection

It was a long drive home, I was a bit too stoned
Scared of the deer that cross the highway while still holding my phone
And I tried to act real tough, but loneliness called my bluff
Still not the person I had hoped for, but no longer who I was
And maybe all these little deaths are keeping me alive
Like a piece of tired wood beneath ambitious fire And yes, I know there′s darkness
So much more than we have earned
But tonight I thought I heard the birds return
Ooh
Tonight I thought I heard the birds return