In my bed of black roses
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Where I dream secrets the back of my eyelids keep
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So you wanna believe all the things you've been told
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And all the promises that you won't grow old
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In the life made up of strings
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Being pulled by secret beings
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And now I know my falls and fights that brought me here
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Of things that seem to disappear you can't understand my sane nightmare
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In my bed of black roses
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Where I dream secrets the back of my eyelids keep
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In my red sky hypnosis
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It's only my beginning
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And I have the feeling I'll go
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Down my own road
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Everyone still walks with fear in their lives
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Past the place movie stars go to die
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Streetlights filter through my blinds
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Knowing life's a real short time
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And now I shake the hands of all my old enemies
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I ignore the threat of their disease
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I choose the road ahead I please
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In my bed of black roses
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Where I dream secrets the back of my eyelids keep
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In my red sky hypnosis
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It's only my beginning
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And I have the feeling I'll go
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If this is what you are
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Than this is where I am
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If this is where you are
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Than this is where I stand
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I stand alone
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Alone
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Bed of black roses
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Where I dream secrets the back of my eyelids keep
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In my red sky hypnosis
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It's only my beginning
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And I have the feeling that I'll go
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I'll go down my own road
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Bed of black roses
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Where I dream secrets the back of my eyelids keep
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In my red sky hypnosis
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It's only my beginning
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And I have the feeling I'll go
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Where ever it is I want to go
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Woah, woah
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Bed Of Black Roses
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| I Hate Kate |
