BED OF ROSES – OBLIVION DUST
Oh here it comes again…pain
The one I felt before…always the same
I ryt to escape but it’s always there
Calling, clawing, waiting everywhere I go
Oh here it comes again
And through my bitter heart it spreads
Warm is the hold, cold is the kiss
I just don’t know what it’s all about
All my life I spent to heal
We burn on a bed of roses
See the pain release it’s flames in cinnamon and gold
We burn on a bed of roses
It cuts our hearts…with the sweetest sound
I just don’t know what it’s all about
All my life I spent to heal
We burn on a bed of roses
See the pain release it’s flames in cinnamon and gold
We burn on a bed of roses
It cuts our hearts, cuts apart
We burn on a bed of roses
See the pain release it’s flames in cinnamon and gold
We burn on a bed of roses
It cuts our hearts…with the sweetest sound