Lets run away to London.
Or Estonia.
Maybe even Paris.
Live the life I know you've always secretly wanted.
Live the life of love over money.
Take my hand, run away with me into the night.
I promise I'll make it worth it.
I'll show you things you never thought you'd see.
Teach you things you never dreamed of knowing.
But you have to want it.
You have to crave it over anything.
And if you go away somewhere, will you take me with?
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