Spiritual Beggars - 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 onw

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