streetsweeper* - john floreani lyrics
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lyrics taken from snippet on instagram
[verse 1]
folding laundry at the foot of my bed
i can’t talk but it’s nice to know that you’re there
while you’re sitting and the spruce smells like death
from the sweat on my seat to the sick on my breath
once a king, now i’m a streetsweeper
just waiting in a tangle with the grim reaper
you wanna know what it sounds like in my head
but all i want is one more drink so i can steady my hand
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