There she goes... She's running... Back into his arms... There she goes... She's gunning for him With all her charms... But she isn't gonna see him for a day... It doesn't really matter anyway... There she goes... She's running... Back to his place... To the one that makes Her heart pound... Though he blackens up her face... And there isn't much more that I have to say... For from my heart she keeps running... away...Birth sign: Aries
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