Texty: The Blaqk Year. I Will Run To You.

Hello, beautiful, where ya goin'? And am I still your favorite boy? These fucking walls they must be talkin', and I don't know how but I will stop them. And goodnight, farewell aspirations, I am losing sight of myself. And this over dramatic sensibility, has asphyxiated every part of me. Do do do, and do you know, I'm not runnin', no I'm not leavin' without you. And you could be anywhere with anyone, but I will run to you. Hello beautiful where ya goin? And am I still your favorite boy? These fuckin walls, they must be talkin, and I don't know how but I will stop them. Do do do, and do you know, I'm not running, no I'm not leaving without you. And you could be anywhere with anyone but I will run to you. Hello beautiful where ya goin? And am I still your favorite boy?