Spiritual Beggars - Dying Every Day | Текст песни

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• Dying Every Day

Working my fingers to the bone
Too old to run too young to die
Light a fire
And warm my soul
So far from home
I don't know where I'm going anymore
This ain't living... just dying everyday
At the end of the day, I'm all alone
Not falling anymore, but my life ain't my own

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