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Bed Of Roses

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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 is still lodged in my head And some blond 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 and the truth and what you mean to me And the truth is, baby you're all that I need I want to lay you down in a bed of roses For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails I want to 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, a king's ransom in dimes I'd given each night just to see through this pay phone Still I run out of time or it's hard to get through 'Till the bird on the wire flies


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