Saturday 11 July 2015

Boulevard of broken dreams: My weekend version :P


I wash my dirty clothes
Till the months that I have ever wore
Don’t know where it goes
But it’s home to me and I wash alone

I wash this stinking jeans
On the dhoobhighat of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one and I wash alone

I wash alone
I wash alone
I wash alone
I wash a…

My shadow’s the only one that washes beside me
My shallow hand’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then I wash alone

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

I’m washing down the line
I think dirt is now somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I wash alone

Read instructions fine
When fucked up and everything’s alright
Then my Rin soap signs
To know I’m still alive and I wash alone

My shadow’s the only one that washes beside me
My shallow hand’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then I wash alone

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

I wash alone
I wash a…

I wash this stinking jeans
On the dhoobhighat of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one and I wash alone

My shadow’s the only one that washes beside me
My shallow hand’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then I wash alone