Little Victories Lyrics - Strange House - The Horrors

I press your hand in mine however cautiously, I keep a smile right to myself 

And I lapse into the grasp of an overriding obsession 

And I get sick as I watch my interests fall into suspension 

[Chorus:] 

This Winter 

So cold, Creeping down your arm 

Stealth soldiers, Creeping around your palm 

It's hard, hard to understand 

Little victories won creeping around your hand 

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The sickness has taken hold through violent, blurted syllables 

Escape my mouth under my breath 

The voice of pricking dread is whispering insistent in my ear 

My paranoia galvanized by your gaze, so austere 

[Chorus] 

Photos 

I pinned your crest to my chest, hoping it might start to look right 

There was hushed talk of young boy's corpse lying face down in some river 

His hands used to move like mine 

I can't stand myself this morning, i am practically that boy 

No strength to endure, Ghostly insecure, Pallid through lack of choice 

[Chorus]