"Wilson Boulevard" as written by Adam L. Levy, Noah Levy and Trent Norton....
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
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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
Camera 1-A



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"Wilson Boulevard" as written by Noah Levy Adam L. Levy

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