Pale Face

You can think what you like
But those sheep help you sleep
In the end it's still just dreaming

There's a man in a sheet
There's a fly in the cream
In a smokey, twisted bar, you're dealing

It feeds you
Oh
It feeds you, (Oh)

You should stand on the hill
You're too clean to spin the wheel
When the dirt comes off
Nice dreaming

You can think what you like
But those sheep help you sleep
In the end it's still just dreaming

It's a spot you don't choose
They're the crutch you can't lose
In a smokey, twisted bar, you're dealing

It feeds you
Oh
It feeds you (Oh)

You should stand on the hill
You're too clean to spin the wheel
When the dirt comes off
Nice dreaming

Their trust is a steal
Would you pay for something real?
When the dirt comes off
Nice dreaming

You should stand on the hill
You're too clean to spin the wheel
When the dirt comes off
Nice dreaming

Their trust is a steal
Would you pay for something real?
When the dirt comes off
Nice dreaming
Nice dreaming
Nice dreaming

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