La Petite Morte by Blood On The Dance Floor
La Petite Morte lyrics
Do you know what the french call an orgasm
La Petite Morte, The little death
Let's die a little
Any last words?
The feeling of mortality is locked in your grip I can feel my life
sinking as it's starting to slip An ultimate universe, delicious and
dark So open up your mind and take your car out of park
Look into the mirror and tell me what do you see The other side is
staring back at you and me This burning pain we've gotta take in
death Love me till you take out my last dying breath
Hear the voices of the lost souls calling Succumb so sweetly as
your heart rate's falling Swim the ocean to the darkest depths Get
closer and closer and closer to death
I will be your little death Wrap your hands around my neck Every
little touch brings me closer to death Open up and suck out my
last dying breath
You can never use me You can never abuse me Life is beginning to
slip away Devine sintervention La Petite Morte
I wanna know what's under that filthy dress Don't you wanna
touch my evil creeping flesh Put your lips on my vain
And your hands around my neck Take me to a place I haven't been
to yet
I've gotta warn you, this is a suicide To take my middle finger for a
fucking ride Don't you, don't you, don't you close your eyes
Because you're more alive right before you die
I will be your little death (Fuck me, daddy) Wrap your hands
around my neck Every little touch brings me closer to death Open
up and suck out my last dying breath
You can never use me You can never abuse me Life is beginning to
slip away Devine sintervention La Petite Morte
Take my life slice by slice I'll be your sweet murder Sex and death,
breath by breath Orgasmic revelation
I will be your little death Wrap your hands around my neck Every
little touch brings me closer to death Open up and suck out my
last dying breath
You can never use me You can never abuse me Life is beginning to
slip away Devine sintervention La Petite Morte
Orgasmic revelation
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