Sleeper - Sale of the Century free for downloading

Lyrics

grease ourselves up on the way down
It feels just like we just got started, you were the sale of the century Sale, sometimes you re a piece of me
Its still you, and the moment you left me you said i was cheap Sale, its still you
then decide that we don t care
Its still you, lets take a photograph the, you were the sale of the century
Its still you, then decide that we don t care
Then decide that we don t care, i hope we fall in, wear ourselves out on the way down
We turn to be scared, and the moment you left me you said i was cheap

I hope we fall in, and now i touch you
Then decide that we don t care, we step through london, grease ourselves up on the way down
grease ourselves up on the way down
Its still you, we turn to be scared
Its still you, its still you
Its still you, its never gonna be this good so just climb in
It feels just like we just got started, and the moment you left me you said i was cheap, we step through london
Taking me under, and the moment you left me you said i was cheap Sleeper, we turn to be scared

We step through london, and the moment you left me you said i was cheap
We turn to be scared, taking me under
Its never gonna be this good so just climb in, its never gonna be this good so just climb in
its still you
Taking me under, its still you
So it could just be something ate, i hope we fall in, wear ourselves out on the way down
We turn to be scared, its still you
We ll stand where the river bends, i don t know where you begin

Then decide that we don t care, sometimes you re a piece of me, and it feels just like we just got started
we turn to be scared
We ll stand where the river bends, you were the sale of the century the, grease ourselves up on the way down
I don t know where you begin, we turn to be scared Century, so it could just be something ate
it feels just like we just got started
And the moment you left me you said i was cheap, its still you
And the moment you left me you said i was cheap, its still you
Its never gonna be this good so just climb in, wear ourselves out on the way down, so it could just be something ate

Taking me under, you were the sale of the century
Its still you, grease ourselves up on the way down, taking me under
Wear ourselves out on the way down, we turn to be scared