Letra de Everyday I Die (Live)
The problems of need I need you Obscene dreams in rusty beds No one came here tonight I pulled on me, I need toI unstick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Every day, 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 agoI unstick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Every day, I die I unstick pages and read I look at pictures of you I smell the lust in my hands Every day, I die