Little Victories
The Horrors"Little Victories" é uma música de The Horrors, 2007, Pop. A música tem 2:27 de duração, 41 lines / 210 words.
Letra
0:09I press your hand in mine however cautiously
0:14I keep a smile right to myself
0:19And I lapse into the grasp of an overriding obsession
0:24And I get sick as I watch my interests fall into suspension
0:29This Winter
0:32So cold
0:33Creeping down your arm
0:37Stealth soldiers
0:38Creeping around your palm
0:42It's hard hard to understand
0:47Little victories won creeping around your hand
0:56The sickness has taken hold through violent
0:59Blurted syllables
1:01Escape my mouth under my breath
1:05The voice of pricking dread
1:07Is whispering insistent in my ear
1:10My paranoia galvanised by your gaze so austere
1:16This Winter
1:17So cold
1:19Creeping down your arm
1:23Stealth soldiers
1:25Creeping around your palm
1:28It's hard hard to understand
1:33Little victories won creeping around your hand
1:39I pinned your crest to my chest
1:42Hoping it might start to look right
1:49There was hushed talk of young boy's corpse
1:52Lying face down in some river
1:55His hands used to move like mine
1:59I can't stand myself this morning
2:02I am practically that boy
2:04No strength to endure
2:06Ghostly insecure
2:07Pallid through lack of choice
2:10This winter
2:12So cold
2:14Creeping down your arm
2:15Stealth soldiers
2:18Creeping around your palm
2:22It's hard hard to understand
2:27Little victories won creeping around your hand creeping around your hand
I press your hand in mine however cautiously I keep a smile right to myself And I lapse into the grasp of an overriding obsession And I get sick as I watch my interests fall into suspension This Winter So cold Creeping down your arm Stealth soldiers Creeping around your palm It's hard hard to understand Little victories won creeping around your hand The sickness has taken hold through violent Blurted syllables Escape my mouth under my breath The voice of pricking dread Is whispering insistent in my ear My paranoia galvanised by your gaze so austere This Winter So cold Creeping down your arm Stealth soldiers Creeping around your palm It's hard hard to understand Little victories won creeping around your hand I pinned your crest to my chest Hoping it might start to look right There was hushed talk of young boy's corpse Lying face down in some river His hands used to move like mine I can't stand myself this morning I am practically that boy No strength to endure Ghostly insecure Pallid through lack of choice This winter So cold Creeping down your arm Stealth soldiers Creeping around your palm It's hard hard to understand Little victories won creeping around your hand creeping around your hand
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