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Bride Die A Little Bit Every Day

upon me Die a little bit Die a little bit every day Through painful toil of absolution Swimming up from uneasy dreams On a continent adrift from its morals You find yourself a

me Die a little bit / Die a little bit every day Through painful toil of absolution Swimming up from uneasy dreams On a continent adrift from its morals You find yourself a

mine someday. Oh, let's spin a little, park a little, stop a little, spark a little, live a little, love a little, maybe turtle-dove a little baby. Every

mine someday. Oh, let's spin a little, park a little, stop a little, spark a little, live a little, love a little, maybe turtle-dove a little baby. Every

There's a chance to be and I think that I might understand there Run, baby, run, chase the dragons once more Have fun in the sun, scrape for a little bit

be mine someday. Oh, let's spin a little, park a little, stop a little, spark a little, live a little, love a little, maybe turtle-dove a little baby. Every