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I got my mind made up, man, I can't let go
I'm killing every second 'til it sees my soul
(Whoo) I'll be running (whoo), I'll be running
'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out
And we'll start a fire, and we'll shut it down
'Til the love runs out, 'til the love runs out