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Everyday I Die

The problems of need

I need you

Obscene dreams in

Rusty beds

No-one came here

Tonight

I pulled on me

I needed toI unstick pages and read

I look at pictures of you

I smell the lust in my hand

Everyday I dieHer favourite trick was to suck me inside

Oh so very art nouveau

Completely false feelings of love.

I don't know.

No-one knows but that died years ago

Songwriters

WEBB, GARY ANTHONY JAMESPublished by

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