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I'll be your light, your match, your burning sun, |
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I'll be the bright and black that's making you run. |
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And I feel alright, and we'll feel alright, |
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'Cause we'll work it out, yeah we'll work it out. |
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I'll be doin' this, if you ever doubt, |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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I'll be your ghost, your game, your stadium. |
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I'll be your fin, deep down, is entrapped like one. |
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And I feel alright, and I feel alright, |
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'Cause I worked it out, yeah I worked it out. |
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I'll be doin' this, if you ever doubt, |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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I got my mind made up and I can't let go. |
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I'm killing every second 'til it sees my soul. |
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I'll be running, I'll be running, |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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And we'll start a fire, and we'll shut it down, |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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There's a maniac out in front of me. |
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Got an angel on my shoulder, and Mephistopheles. |
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My momma raised me good, momma raised me right. |
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Momma said "do what you want, say prayers at night", |
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And I'm saying them, 'cause I'm so devout. |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out, yeah. |
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I got my mind made up and I can't let go. |
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I'm killing every second 'til it sees my soul. |
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I'll be running, I'll be running, |
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'til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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And we'll start a fire, and we'll shut it down, |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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Ooh, we all want the same thing. |
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Ooh, we all run for something. |
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Oh for God, for fate, |
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For love, for hate, |
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For gold, and rust, |
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For diamonds, and dust. |
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I'll be your light, your match, your burning sun, |
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I'll be the bright and black that's making you run. |
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I got my mind made up and I can't let go. |
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I'm killing every second 'til it sees my soul. |
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I'll be running, I'll be running, |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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And we'll start a fire, and we'll shut it down, |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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I'll be your light, your match, your burning sun, |
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I'll be the bright and black that's making you run. |
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And I feel alright, and we'll feel alright, |
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'Cause we'll work it out, yeah we'll work it out. |
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And we'll start a fire, and we'll shut it down, |
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'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out. |
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'Til the love runs out. |
