笨小笨Bed of Nails歌词由The Bloodstreams演唱，出自专辑《Bed of Nails》，下面是《Bed of Nails》完整版歌词！
Bed of Nails歌词完整版
It's hard to understand sometimes
Where to draw the line
And how the hell the pretty
Plastic flowers died
Throw the bouquet it
Will land by the corpse
Sell your soul to pay
The penny for my thoughts
A wasted day is thrown a
Way to crushed oblivion
Ain't coming back
And nothing now
Can right that wrong
The darkest art got
Torn apart it shattered
Glassy sheets
Count your lucky stars
Before counting sheep
Tear it up it's a problem shared
You're too frightened
To even be scared
Late nights in the crawl
Space under the floorboards
And then I wake in a sweat
But no one is there
A Godless dream
Dragged us all here
A spider's web is always
Empty when it rains
You spin the wheel of life
A fortune won and lost
You never pay the price
It comes at such a cost
Constricted by the tourniquet
It suffocates the dream
Sell your soul to circuses
The seamstress fixed the seams
As you face me
I can hardly bear it
As you're smiling
Laughing as you wear it
Try to beat me
I will just deceive you
I'd blind myself so
I could never see you
As you throw me back
In to the darkness
I can see you blurring
Around the corners
You've got yourself, and
No one else
We cannot sleep
In this bed of nails
