Sleeper Songtext
von Widowspeak

I could get dressed up and tell you at your worst
Someone better suited will always get there first
You used to know how to turn salt into honey
I′ll let you tell it, go on and make your money
So i turned off the highway at my exit
Still singing yellow rose of texas
And my street still looks the same In six months i won't hear your name
Once i was a curled snake, a sleeper, asleep
Belly in the dust never playing to keep
And in the end, you weren′t so dead wrong
And anyway it made for a good song
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