paroles de chanson Allo! - Les Rita Mitsouko
I'll
be
your
light,
your
match,
your
burning
sun,
I'll
be
the
bright,
in
black
that's
makin'
you
run.
And
we'll
feel
alright,
and
we'll
feel
alright,
'Cause
we'll
work
it
out,
yeah,
we'll
work
it
out.
I'll
be
doin'
this,
if
you
had
a
doubt,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
I'll
be
your
ghost,
your
game,
your
stadium.
I'll
be
your
fifty-thousand
clapping
like
one.
And
I
feel
alright,
and
I
feel
alright,
'Cause
I
worked
it
out,
yeah,
I
worked
it
out.
I'll
be
doin'
this,
if
you
had
a
doubt,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
I
got
my
mind
made
up,
man,
I
can't
let
go.
I'm
killing
every
second
'til
it
saves
my
soul.
(Ooh)
I'll
be
running,
(Ooh)
I'll
be
running,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
And
we'll
start
a
fire,
and
we'll
shut
it
down,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
There's
a
maniac
out
in
front
of
me.
Got
an
angel
on
my
shoulder,
and
Mestopheles.
But
mama
raised
me
good,
mama
raised
me
right.
Mama
said,
"Do
what
you
want,
say
prayers
at
night,"
And
I'm
saying
them,
'cause
I'm
so
devout.
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out,
yeah.
I
got
my
mind
made
up,
man,
I
can't
let
go.
I'm
killing
every
second
'til
it
saves
my
soul.
(Ooh)
I'll
be
running,
(Ooh)
I'll
be
running,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
And
we'll
start
a
fire,
and
we'll
shut
it
down,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
Oh,
we
all
want
the
same
thing.
Oh,
we
all
run
for
something.
Run
for
God,
for
fate,
For
love,
for
hate,
For
gold,
for
rust,
For
diamonds,
for
dust.
I'll
be
your
light,
your
match,
your
burning
sun,
I'll
be
the
bright,
in
black
that's
makin'
you
run.
I
got
my
mind
made
up,
man,
I
can't
let
go.
I'm
killing
every
second
'til
it
saves
my
soul.
(Ooh)
I'll
be
running,
(Ooh)
I'll
be
running,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
And
we'll
start
a
fire,
and
we'll
shut
it
down,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
I'll
be
your
light,
your
match,
your
burning
sun,
I'll
be
the
bright,
in
black
that's
makin'
you
run.
And
we'll
feel
alright,
and
we'll
feel
alright,
'Cause
we'll
work
it
out,
yes,
we'll
work
it
out.
And
we'll
start
a
fire,
and
we'll
shut
it
down,
'Til
the
love
runs
out,
'til
the
love
runs
out.
'Til
the
love
runs
out.
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