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You stand with your hand on my waistline
It's a scene and we're out here in plain sight
I can hear them whisper as we pass by
It's a bad sign
Something happens when everybody finds out
See the vultures circling, dark clouds
Love's a fragile little flame, it could burn out
It could burn out
They got the cages, they got the boxes
And guns, they are the hunters, we are the foxes
And we run

[Ref]:
Baby, I know places we won't be found
and they'll be chasing their tails trying to track us down
And I, I know places we can hide, I know places

Lights flash and we'll run for the fences
Let them say what they want, we won't hear it
Loose lips, sink ships, all the damn time, not this time
Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it
My love, they are the hunters, we are the foxes
And we run

[Ref]:
Baby I know places we won't be found
and they'll be chasing their tails trying to track us down
And I, I know places we can hide, I know places.

Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it
My love

They take their shots, but we're bulletproof
And you know for me it's always you
In the dead of night, your eyes so green
And I know for you it's always me

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