La Petite Mort

La petit Mort I'm leaning over for a clean slate It wasn't what I had in mind But when you're trapped inside a whirl wind What's not to like Nearly forgot the sound of my name And now it's all I want to hear The end is nothing but a hot take On facing fear I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust Dust to dust I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust Dust to dust I'm leaning over for a clean slate It wasn't what I had in mind But when you're trapped inside a whirl wind What's not to like Nearly forgot the sound of my name And now it's all I want to hear The end is nothing but a hot take On facing fear La petit Mort, La petit Mort, La petit Mort, La petit Mort, La petit Mort La petit Mort, La petit Mort, La petit Mort, La petit Mort, La petit Mort I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust, I'll turn to dust Dust to dust