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A neighborhood that I live in
I've always seen as home
At certain times at the evening
It's like a no-go zone
Got cash in my pocket
To last the weekend
And I've got feet just like white light
And don't mind keeping
But still I walk the side streets home
Even when I'm on my own
If I let myself believe
All the bad press and all the stories
I wouldn't set a foot outside
You say I live in a bubble
I find the bubbles best
Add a thing with a truffle
Just turn and head to west
Quite light on my feet
If I ever need be
As I zip down the street
No one ever sees me
That's why I walk the side streets home
Even when I'm on my own
If I let myself believe
All the bad press and all the stories
I wouldn't set a foot outside
I'm tempting fate
So nonchalant
I'll probably get it tomorrow
Till then I walk the side streets home
Even when I'm on my own
If I let myself believe
Side streets home
On my own
Believe
HATA BİLDİR
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