Every Day I Die Songtext / Lyric

The problems of need

I need you

Obscene dreams in

Rusty beds

No one came here

Tonight

I pulled on me

I need to






I unstick pages and read

I look at pictures of you

I smell the lust in my hands

Everyday I die



Her favorite trick

Was to suck me inside

Oh so very

Art nouveau

Completely false

Feelings of love I don't

No one knows, but that died

Years ago



I unstick pages and read

I look at pictures of you

I smell the lust in my hands

Everyday I die