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bang goes our love as we make a run for it they’re chasing us like chasing smoke from the cigarette you lit. bang, bang goes our beating hearts as adrenaline surges in; as i feel your breath in sync with mine as we’re skin to skin. drip, drop the blood flows down from deep cuts on your arm but you say by no gun or blade shall our love be disarmed. we are the runaway king and queen; in our kingdom without rules. for scepters we have loaded guns; and dollar bills for jewels. for a chariot, a beat-up van; our thrones are worn-out couches. we dance in our majestic castles masked as abandoned houses. bang, bang, bang goes our palace door; the enemy arrives. and so we run like we always do-- that’s how our love survives. and so we run and run and run, soon we’ll escape this place-- this world where they don’t get our love and so we run, they chase.
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC
friday, october 24, 2014 | 00:58
bang goes our love as we make a run for it they’re chasing us like chasing smoke from the cigarette you lit. bang, bang goes our beating hearts as adrenaline surges in; as i feel your breath in sync with mine as we’re skin to skin. drip, drop the blood flows down from deep cuts on your arm but you say by no gun or blade shall our love be disarmed. we are the runaway king and queen; in our kingdom without rules. for scepters we have loaded guns; and dollar bills for jewels. for a chariot, a beat-up van; our thrones are worn-out couches. we dance in our majestic castles masked as abandoned houses. bang, bang, bang goes our palace door; the enemy arrives. and so we run like we always do-- that’s how our love survives. and so we run and run and run, soon we’ll escape this place-- this world where they don’t get our love and so we run, they chase.
a friend asked me to write about a bonnie and clyde kind of love. not so sure if this does any justice, but eh.
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC
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