Lyric The Little Death

People will tell you where to go
so I ve heard it said
I laid down to take a little nap
but there was wet concrete in my bed
and now you re hanging out your lantern
The fire is burning bright
Not a good time to be paranoid
or afraid of the light
cause I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die, I m gonna die
I m gonna die
The praying mantis bites off the head of her lover
and then chews on the stump
Black widow spiders kill their boyfriends
every time they hump
I m not talking bout the blind sacrifice
of a lemming running into the sea
I m talking premeditated, first-degree murder
by you of me
and I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die, I m gonna die
I m gonna die
Scatter my deck with your zero
Say my name and I know I ll end up dead
Decorate my chest like a hero
Every night I perish on your bed
It s a three-ring circle
and it s like colour TV
There s no toilet paper in the jungle
and you re the last thing I m ever gonna see
cause I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die making love to you
I m gonna die, I m gonna die
I m gonna die...