Every Living Day
Every living day
I'm forced to see your face
Your loving embrace
Is a monster that seems to chase me
I suppose you'd have a case
About the life that I waste
And the freedom I never taste
Every night I dream
That we're tearing at the seams
With my hand upon the string
It's the notion that makes me sing
I'm mean
And my conscience isn't clean
But my favourite scene
Is the one in which you're screaming
I'm forced to see your face
Your loving embrace
Is a monster that seems to chase me
I suppose you'd have a case
About the life that I waste
And the freedom I never taste
Every night I dream
That we're tearing at the seams
With my hand upon the string
It's the notion that makes me sing
I'm mean
And my conscience isn't clean
But my favourite scene
Is the one in which you're screaming
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Writer(s): Vogue Villains
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