Lyrics
Midnight Run
City lights, speeding cars.
Lotta soul, lotta heart.
Go, gotta go
Moving fast, not going slow
Pa-pa-pa-pa…
We don't march we run
City nights, bleeding hearts
Lotta fools, lotta scars
Anyway, we're doing fine
Passion is our only crime
Pa-pa-pa-pa…
We don't march we run
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