Sleeping Dogs

I feel like Gold Virginia
In my pockets, from the past
I feel like a Grim Reaper
Missing out on all the laughs

Submerged in dusty linen
As if sinking into sand
The sun will be played tonight
By a rusty ceiling fan

No more questions
It don't mean a thing
There's no meaning at all

You should run away with me
You should come away with me

You can change the nature
Behind the things you do
But don't be fooled into a lateral move
If the Saint doesn't look like you

Some butterflies will die before
They shake off their cocoon
How must I become a god
If I can't even leave my room

No more questions
It don't mean a thing
There's no meaning at all

You should run away with me
You should come away with me

No more questions
It don't mean a thing
There's no meaning at all

No more questions
It don't mean a thing
There's no meaning at all



Credits
Writer(s): Josua Joubert
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