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• Artiste: Senses Fail
• Titre: Every Day Is A Struggle
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I was the chapstick in your purse, to keep you smooth. I was the finger in your throat, to keep you cute. My liver hates you for walking out on us. My kidney's drowning in a pool of a long lost love. I stole your perfume to spray in my room, You will always be here. So Much for the past year, I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from, Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes. I'm burning out my bedside, And I'm rotting out my insides slowly. I was the hand that held your hair back from your face. Now I must forget the way you taste. I stole your perfume to spray in my room, You will always be here. So Much for the past year, I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from, Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes. I'm burning out my bedside, And I'm rotting out my insides slowly. I love you so damn much; I'll even start to pray. I'll put my faith in all your bullshit if it means you'll stay. [Repeat] So Much for the past year, I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from, Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes. I'm burning out my bedside, And I'm rotting out my insides, I'm burning out my bedside, And I'm rotting out my insides. I love you so much, I started praying. I love you so much that I stated praying. [Repeat]