Bed Of Roses
Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano
- Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano
- Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know
- 'Cause a bottle of vodka's still lodged in my head
- Some blonde gave me nightmares
- I think that she's still in my bed
- As I dream about movies
- They won't make of me when I'm dead
- With an ironclad fist
- I wake up and French kiss the morning
- While some marching band keeps
- It's own beat in my head while we're talking
- About all of the things that I long to believe
- About love truth you mean to me
- And the truth is
- Baby you're all that I need
- I wanna lay you down in a bed of roses
- For tonight I'll sleep on a bed of nails
- Oh I wanna be just as close as the Holy Ghost is
- And lay you down on a bed of roses
- Well I'm so far away
- Each step that I take is on my way home
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28 2 2014
12-17 08:34 OPPOCPH2333
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