Le Petite Mort (исполнитель: Troian Bellisario & Shane Bill)
In my time of dying I want you to sing to me pretty lullaby about the trees Before this brown dirt takes me In my time of dying I want you to sing me a song One that [bad word] and forgive me For all the [bad word] that I have done In my time of dying Tap your feet and dance at my bedside Bring me potions to numb my pain I will drink all the tears that you cry Oh will you go to bed with me? Will you go to bed with me? Will you go to bed with me, In my time of dying? In my time of dying Never take the smile off of your cute face Keep the [bad word] from your lips, content It’s my demons that I wish to erase In my time of dying It’s the music from you that I wish to hear Play the cello naked with red lipstick on Call me “baby”, “sugar”, “sweetie pie” and “sweet dear”. In my time of dying Before evil thoughts should flood my brain Take your picture hanging high above my bed So I’ll remember you when I go insane Oh will you go to bed with me? Will you go to bed with me? Will you go to bed with me, In my time of dying? In my time of dying As the elephants in my head start to stomp Be goddamned sure to kiss my lips Before the hammer on the coffin drops In my time of dying I’ll sign the papers giving you everything Take my body, heart and soul, take my money too Take the lyrics from the songs that I sing In my time of dying I want you to sing to me pretty lullaby about the birds and bees Before the brown dirt swallows me Oh will you go to bed with me? Will you go to bed with me? Will you go to bed with me, In my time of dying? Oh will you go to bed with me? Will you go to bed with me? Will you go to bed with me, In my time of dying?