Bed Of Nails

In the past I'm burning in the flame of hope Trouble come and turn me into solid smoke In your bar I drink until I can't stand up Your drowning heart in the bottom of my cup You are hurting but you are learning I'm still burning while I'm living In my own world On a bed of nails No one here I would even think to trust I would disappear but someone just stole my crutch You're not here but then again you're nowhere else In the spinning chair melting all around yourself You are hurting but you are learning I'm still burning but you are living In your own world On a bed of nails In your own world On a bed of nails