This song gives me chills and makes me cry. I miss my parents they loved this song . My Dad and Mom weren't married since i was 5 and i am 39 now but when my mom passed in 2015 he passed two weeks later day after her birthday unexpected and the grief creeps out of nowhere.
So sorry to hear that. I loved bushes first few albums and this song had always been a favorite of mine also. I only found this version a couple weeks ago and I love this one as well.
I used to love bush way back when they 1st came out and this song off their 1st album was my favorite. Love thos version, I didnt even know this version existed until I stumbled across it a couple weeks ago.
I find this hard to watch. It's like all the words he wrote years ago have come to fullness now, to tell the story of his life but the level of realisation wasn't there earlier for him to be in his life and choose to not go that way. He drank the drama, and missed the connection. Brilliant song writing, great music, a truly awesome voice and great talent, but there's a sadness in him that I can't not see.
I bleach the sky Every night Loaded on wrong And further from right Spinning around Two howling moons 'Cause they're always there Whatever I do The river is loaded I've been there today Took it some questions She does me again I'd die in your arms If you were dead too Here comes a lie We will always be true Going up when coming down Scratch away, away, away, away It's the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh the little things that kill That little thing that kill The bigger you give bigger you get We're boss at denial But best at forget Cupboard is empty we really need food Summer is winter and you always knew Going up when coming down Scratch away It's the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh little little little Little little little Little little little I touch your mouth my will is food Addicted to love I'm addicted to bull-shit I kill you once I kill you again We're starving and crude Welcome my friends to To the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh the little things that kill Tearing at my brains again Oh that little little little Little little little Here it comes that little things Here it comes that little ah ah ah ah little, little
The little things that kill! Going to a hard time now and I automatically remember this song, fight after fight, my brain “these are the little things that kill” scratch away! I like Bush very much! 2:23
Pretty sad! One of the only bands that wanted to carry on PEACE, LOVE AND HARMONY of Woodstock 1999! Why did the majority of this crowd abuse such a beautiful tradition? Saddens me terribly!
I mean think about it. For real is this isn’t your face nothing is. But yet she holds her secrets. But that isn’t going to continue. They are actually saying is Sara Is always there
I touch you mouth my willy is food addicted to love I'm addicted to fools shit I kill you once I kill you again we're starving and crude welcome my friends to the little things that kill
