The Grates I Won't Survive

itty bitty tiny beats your heart makes when you lie,
catches birds and elephants you're wasted while you wine.

if i could find a little piece of flesh i'll be alright,
but as life turns to eat me up i fear i won't survive.

i won't survive (x7)

itty bitty tiny beats your heart makes when you lie,
if i could find a little piece of flesh i'll be alright.