Outlaws of love
Oh, nowhere left to go.
Are we getting closer, closer?
No. All we know is No.
Nights are getting colder, colder
Scars make us who we are.
Hearts and homes are broken, broken.
Far, we could go so far
with our minds wide open, open.
Hey. Tears all fall the same.
We all feel the rain.
We can't change.
Everywhere we go, we're looking for the sun.
Nowhere to grow old. We're always on the run.
They say we'll rot in hell, but I don't think we will.
They've branded us enough.
Outlaws of love.
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