Bangladesh

On my way to hell and gone
It was a Monday in the blue
Emergency a body broke down BMW
I crawl the streets with freaks and sheiks
The strong, the weak, the indiscreet
Down the shot I dropped a pill
I think I found Jerusalem
Uh, you get me high

In Bangladesh
We gonna run away
Bangladesh
I think I found my bliss

I wake to find a revolution
Spinning in my mind
The heat, the stench, the dark addiction
Has turned me color-blind
So, I'm staring to the sun
And I, we're leaving Babylon
Oh, you still got me high

Bangladesh
We gonna run away
Bangladesh
I think I found my bliss

I try, I try, I try to forget you
But in my secret dreams I hope that you'll be back soon
You're like the sweetest drug
There's only up, there's only us
I'm living in a foolish paradise

In Bangladesh
We gonna run away
Bangladesh
I think I found my bliss
Bangladesh
We gonna run away
Bangladesh
I think I found my bliss



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Michael Wright, Janik Messerli, Michael Alain Finger, Dominik Grossenbacher, Andreas Nydegger, Janik Scheuing, Lukas Kipfer, Gavin Goldberg
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