Wilson Boulevard lyrics
Piece of string holding everything together
Unraveling, about to give way A silver sphere, baring scar There's a wheel somewhere about to lose control I wanna hear my voice in the den I wanna hold your hand, touch your skin Wilson Boulevard Camera 1-A The kettle boils and overflows They paint the prison walls pink Flood gates are opening The ivory tower sings I wanna hear my voice in the den I wanna hold your hand, touch your skin Wilson Boulevard Camera 1-A I wanna hear my voice in the den I wanna hold your hand, touch your skin Wilson Boulevard Camera 1-A
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