Honeydogs - Wilson Boulevard
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
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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
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I wanna hear my voice in the den
I wanna hold your hand, touch your skin
Wilson Boulevard
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Written by:
ADAM L. LEVY, NOAH LEVY, TRENT NORTON
Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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