Boulevard

Walking down that fuckn boulevard
Jacky in one hand, three fifty in the other
Can't tell what's up what's down
Hazy mind blue jeans, lookin' for the next hit
Gotta find that gloomy dream
Along comes Jackie Big Tits lookin for her next trip
Parallel universe synced up on dipshits so
Tell me now just tell me now

The fuck you're looking for?
The fuck you're tryna score?

Take me down that fuckn boulevard
You're hand in mine, tryna kill some time
But suddenly you frown
Starting to believe all of this is grief
Are you gonna run away now?
Please don't leave me here all I've got is fear
Tell me please you'll stay no
Please don't go!

Well I'm kinda trying to lose myself
Well I'm kinda trying to fool myself
But who's the one to blame?
Am I gonna overcome that shame?
But no here I am
Here I still stand!

Gettin lost on the boulevard
Of long forgotten hopes
Gettin lost on the boulevard
I am tying my own rope



Credits
Writer(s): Jonas Konstantin Michel, Sascha Hinze, Borna Kafaie, Alexander Farhadi
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