We were lovers on the run
Heading for adventure
Ruinous and young
We fled across the broken land
Wild, deserted places
And it went out of hand
Watch your back
Stay with me
Someone here could be an enemy
Watch your back
Don't you see
One of us could be the enemy
We seized a house upon a hill
Damp and tainted ceilings
And broken windowsills
Seagulls hanging from the trees
Black and static water
Red and sticky leaves
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