Run

Rare is this love keep it covered
I need you to run to me run to me lover
Run until you fell your lungs bleeding
Oh but the pharao knows her hungry eye her ancient soul is carried the sneering
menagerie know what is to grow beneath her skies her punishing clod learn of
her ancient misery
To be twisted by something shame without a sin like how she twisted the bog man
after she married him oh rare is this love keep it covered I need you to run to
me run to me, lover. run until you feel your lungs bleeding
But in all the there is one lover worthy of her with as souls claimed as she.
but for all his worth he still shatters always on her earth the cause of every
tear she’d ever weep
Running ashore to meet her foaming with loneliness. white hands to fondle and
beat her give her his only-ness
Rare is this love keep it covered I need you to run to me run to me lover run
until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love keep it covered I need you to run to me run to me lover run
until you feel your lungs bleeding
Rare is this love keep it covered I need you to run to me run to me lover run
until you feel your lungs bleeding