Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I have a broken heart,
The only thing that I’m left with,
Don’t know if I’m alive,
Or I’m going to kiss the death,

I make a howling screech,
On the boulevard of broken dreams,
And when the people preach,
I am the only one and I’m left alone,

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone

The hollow solitude that creeps around me,
The pieces are broken that I’m keeping,
Sometimes I wish no one sees me crying,
As when I’m left alone,

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

I’m running out of time,
And something keeps collide deep down inside,
I feel my vocal rhymes,
And the pieces chime, when I’m left alone,

Stuck between the times,
What went wrong I’m still trying to find,
Identifying my crimes,
And the pieces chime, and I’m left alone,

 I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a….

 The hollow solitude that creeps around me,
The pieces are broken that I’m keeping,
Sometimes I wish no one sees me crying,
As when I’m left alone,

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

I walk alone
I walk a….

I make a howling screech,
On the boulevard of broken dreams,
And when the people preach,
I am the only one and I’m left alone,

The hollow solitude that creeps around me,
The pieces are broken that I’m keeping,
Sometimes I wish no one sees me crying,
As when I’m left alone…

Boulevard of broken dreams
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