Baasch – Crowded Love ) Lyrics

Crowded love
Empty streets
Random nights
Fantasies
Limbo
Glassy eyes
Instant food
Pink champagne

Way too much
A bit too late
Cross the line
Someone else
Limbo
Could you leave?
Corridor
Empty streets

Maybe it's out there
Maybe it wasn't my fault
Maybe it's something I was meant for
Maybe it's my way
Maybe I had no choice
Maybe it's something I was meant for

I was meant for something more...

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