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Runaways


Wheels

Spinning and turning

Burning

The heat

Scorching my skin

My cigarette smoke

Burns through the haze

I'm lost

In a maze

Of flashing colors

Red dirt 

You and me baby

No one will ever find us

Not here

You know where to find me

 

Runaway car

Red as sin

You'll know me

As soon as you see me baby

Red dress

Wine lips

Skin sunkissed

Just ride on

Towards west

I don't care

Just get here

Lead them anywhere

Lead them off the trail

Tell them

You'll see us in hell

But until then

Just as well

Get lost

Stay low

Just know

I'm waiting for you

 

Driving straight into the sun

Burning alive

Stake out

At night

Take it slow

No one has to know

No one will ever find us

You and me

We'll erase

Every trace

No one will ever remember

Our faces

Just you and me

Runaways

 

So

Raise a drink

For you

For me

Raise a drink

For those

Who believed

They could hold us down

Raise a drink

For those spinning wheels

You know where

And when

To find me

Just look for

The red dress

Red as sin

The wine lips

You and me

Runaways

 

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