Little Deaths

Little Deaths - Sir Sly

Lyrics by：Landon Jacobs/Jason Suwito/Hayden Coplen/Alisa Xayalith

Composed by：Landon Jacobs/Jason Suwito/Hayden Coplen/Alisa Xayalith

And I'm fed up with little deaths

Pretend I'm free of consequences

I see it now I made a mess

I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette ah

I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette ah

I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette

Oh

I don't know how to be alone

Oh

Never learned to face the unknown

Oh

I don't know how to be alone

Oh

Shallow breaths as panic grows

Needed you to fix me

Now I need a pick me up

Out of habits and I'm out of good luck

All out of habits and I'm out of good luck

Well I'm fed up with loneliness

Light me up a little bit of tenderness

And I think Otis sang it best

I made my bed but

I don't wanna lie in it ah ah

I cling to you like lips cling

To a cigarette ah ah

I cling to you like lips cling to a cigarette

Oh

I don't know how to be alone

Oh

Never learned to face the unknown

Oh

I don't know how to be alone

Oh

Shallow breaths as panic grows

Needed you to fix me

Might be alone

I'm glad to be alive

Not quite alone

I'm glad to be alive

I'm not alone

The best I do is try

Try and try

Try try to be alive

Oh

I don't know how to be alone

Oh

Never learned to face the unknown

Oh

I don't know how to be alone

Oh

Shallow breaths as panic grows

I'm fed up with these little deaths

Done clinging on like lips cling to a cigarette

I'm fed up with these little deaths

Done clinging on like lips cling to a cigarette