Sweet Little Thing
From the entrance of tomorrow
She looks so beautiful
I sat, despised and canonised
Those little games at play
Now fly, birdie fly and falling from the sky
I landed right in front of her with open hands and begging eyes
It was last time that I saw you
Painted in the guilt of past
Decaying and persuading
Destroying all the hope you held
So what can now be said
When what's left is only made of dust?
When all we had were scraps
Just disguised in foreign lust
With arms bent behind my back
She chokes and pokes and prods at me
For I would do most anything
To hear you speak and moan and sing
My heart it beat just like a drum
Stone cold right when she was done
Pierce my skin with those blue eyes
I shrieked and cried out for my life
It was last time I saw you
Painted in the guilt of past
Decaying and persuading
Destroying all the hope you held
So what can now be said
When what's left is only made of dust?
When all we had were scraps
Just disguised in foreign lust
Fade in, fade out
Come up, come down
Because you use me and you bruise me
But you'll never want me now
Fade out
The time will come when I'll see you round
But that time just can't be now
She looks so beautiful
I sat, despised and canonised
Those little games at play
Now fly, birdie fly and falling from the sky
I landed right in front of her with open hands and begging eyes
It was last time that I saw you
Painted in the guilt of past
Decaying and persuading
Destroying all the hope you held
So what can now be said
When what's left is only made of dust?
When all we had were scraps
Just disguised in foreign lust
With arms bent behind my back
She chokes and pokes and prods at me
For I would do most anything
To hear you speak and moan and sing
My heart it beat just like a drum
Stone cold right when she was done
Pierce my skin with those blue eyes
I shrieked and cried out for my life
It was last time I saw you
Painted in the guilt of past
Decaying and persuading
Destroying all the hope you held
So what can now be said
When what's left is only made of dust?
When all we had were scraps
Just disguised in foreign lust
Fade in, fade out
Come up, come down
Because you use me and you bruise me
But you'll never want me now
Fade out
The time will come when I'll see you round
But that time just can't be now
Credits
Writer(s): Lachlan Sproul
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