My boy is in the dark Nothing’s to cool, to take me from you,New York is not just a town that you never knewLove is the new denim or blackSkeleton guns or wedding bells in the atticGet your engine ready, cause I’m coming out frontWont poke holes in the seat with my heals, thats where we make loveCome on and run, come on and run

04.03.12 @ 16:56♥1

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