W.A.S.P. - Little Death Lyrics
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Little Death
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What Are The Lyrics For Little Death By W.A.S.P.?
Get your forehead into my kiss
Embrace me, careful darkness All my love fades away Little Death's reflections of Who's the darkest muthafucker on the planet Fiction tied to death I know I am it Immortal love Hey, Hey, Hey, Wanna set you free Hey, Hey, Hey, Would you die for me Gimme Little Death it's so romantic, Oh, Oh F*ck it up to death it ain't so tragic, no..... Hatred will, immortal wings Vampires and Blackened Children Kiss of the from my lips Death we are, death we've always been Who's the darkest muthafucker on the planet Just so close to death I know I am it Demon son Hey, Hey, Hey, Wanna set you free Hey, Hey, Hey, Would you die for me Gimme Little Death it's so romantic, oh, oh F*ck it up to death it ain't so tragic, no.... Gimme Little Death it's so romantic, Ahhh gimme something Come feel young and special gas of magic In your forehead, into my kiss Embrace me a careful darkness Death we are, death we've always been Who's the darkest muthafucker In your forehead, into my kiss Embrace me a careful darkness Death we are, death we've always been Who's the darkest muthafucker Darkest muthafucker on the planet Just so close to death I know I am it Demon son Hey, Hey, Hey, Wanna set you free Hey, Hey, Hey, Would you die for me Gimme Little Death it's so romantic, oh, oh F*ck it up to death it ain't so tragic, no.... Gimme Little Death it's so romantic, Ahhh gimme something Come feel young and special gas of magic |
Who Wrote Little Death By W.A.S.P.?
Steve Edward Duren
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What's The Duration Of The Little Death By W.A.S.P.?The duration of Little Death is 4:12 minutes and seconds. |
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