The Honeydogs
The Honeydogs - Wilson Blvd lyrics
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A 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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Language: English
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- Country: United States
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