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• Artiste: Dave Navarro
• Titre: The Bed
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Dave Navarro - The Bed This is the place where she laid her head When she went to bed at night And this is the place our children were conceived Candles lit the room at night And this is the place where she took the razor And cut her wrists that fateful night And I said, "Oh, oh, oh, what a feeling" And I said, "Oh, oh, oh, what a feeling" This is the place where we used to live I paid for it with love and blood These are the boxes kept on the shelf Filled with her poetry and stuff And this is the place where she cut her wrists That odd, and fateful night And I said, "Oh, oh, oh, what a feeling" And I said, "Oh, oh, oh, what a feeling" I never would've started if I'd known that it would end this way But funny thing, I'm not that upset that it stopped this way This is the place where she laid her head When she went to bed at night And this is the place our children were conceived Candles lit the room at night And this is the place where she took the razor And cut her wrists that fateful night And I said, "Oh, oh, oh, what a feeling" And I said, "Oh, oh, oh, what a feeling"