Ooh, we all want the same thing. Ooh, we all run for something. Oh for God, for fate, For love, for hate, For gold, and rust, For diamonds, and dust. Ill be our light, your match, your burning sun, Ill be the bright and black thats making you run. I got my mind made up and I cant let go. Im killing every second til it sees my soul. Ill be running, Ill be running, Til the love runs out, til the love runs out. And well start a fire, and well shut it down, Til the love runs out, til the love runs out.
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 02:51:55 +0000
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