LYRIC

Oh, Hold me out
And say we're in motion
We're running wild
Utopian canyon

Oh, bastard son
Formless new token
Of trying times
Sweet heart's devotion

Oh my god
How we've mutated this confrontation
And simply taken love laying down
We took it only for ourselves

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