My bed

It's creaky, it probably smells, but it doesn't to me, a little uncomfortable, I remember the mattress it remembers me, it keeps me, warm and safe at night, can you guess what it is,oh that creaky piece of shite.
It's my bed, it's my bed, I use it more these says now I don't get off of my head, it's my bed, it's my creaky little puss stained bed. It's got memories

Rock