Warren Zevon. Bed of Coals. Zeneszám

I've been lying on a bed of coals
I've been crying out of control

I roll and I tumble
Every time I come down
I'm too old to die young
And too young to die now

I've been sleeping on a bed of nails
I've been bleeding, it never fails

I feel every needle
That pierced through my heart
I'm too old to die young
And I can't play the part

Bed of coals
Bed of nails
Through the smoke
Behind the veils

Bed of coals
Bed of nails
Through the smoke
Behind the veils

I've been lying on a bed of stone
I've been dying all alone

I pray for the power
To turn it around
I'm too old to die young
And too young to die now

Bed of coals
Bed of nails
Through the smoke
Behind the veils

Bed of coals
Bed of nails
Through the smoke
Behind the veils
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