La Petite Morte - Blood On The Dance Floor
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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 parkLook into the mirror and tell me what do you see
The other side is staring back at you and me
We're screwin' with fate
We've got a date with death
Love me till you take out my last dying breathHear 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 deathI 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 breathYou can never use me
You can never abuse me
Life is beginning to slip away
Devine sintervention
La Petite MorteI 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 yetI'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 dieI 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 breathYou can never use me
You can never abuse me
Life is beginning to slip away
Devine sintervention
La Petite MorteTake my life slice by slice
I'll be your sweet murder
Sex and death, breath by breath
Orgasmic revelationI 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 breathYou can never use me
You can never abuse me
Life is beginning to slip away
Devine sintervention
La Petite MorteOrgasmic revelation