Tori Amos Little Earthquakes
Yellow bird flying
Get shot in the wing
Good year for hunters
And Christmas parties
And I hate
And I hate
And I hate
And I hate
Elevator music
The way we fight
The way I'm left here silent
Oh, these little earthquakes
Here we go again
Oh, these little earthquakes
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
We danced in graveyards
With vampires till dawn
We laughed in the faces of kings
Never afraid to burn
And I hate
And I hate
And I hate
And I hate
Disintegration
Watching us wither
Black winged roses
That safely change their color
Oh, these little earthquakes
Here we go again
Oh, these little earthquakes
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
I can't reach you, I can't reach you
I can't reach you, I can't reach you
Can't reach you
Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again
Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again
Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again
Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again
Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again
Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again
Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again
Give me life, give me pain, give me myself again
Oh, these little earthquakes
Here we go again
Oh, these little earthquakes
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
