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our getaway song (Dark Folk Pop Cut)

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[Verse 1] The clocks are buzzing. The emails pile high. Look close at her, she’s ready to cry. But Sir is packing blindfolds, heavy rope, and weed. He grabs the collars for exactly what they need. She kills her schedule. She gives the slip. Left chocolate wrappers on a midnight trip. They locked the door, left keys in the dirt. Ready for the havoc that they want to assert. [Chorus] They’re running far away while the real world rots! Tying up their troubles in naughty knots! Let the city spin, let the managers wail. Those two jumped right off the retail rail. He calls her his baby as they drive far away. They told the whole entire world to fuck off today! [Verse 2] The crowd is serious. Working till they're dead. While shadows dance inside a heavy head. The word on the street: when the sun goes down, They leave behind the judgment of this town. Whispers of desire. Teasing in the dark. A quiet storm that leaves a lasting mark. No simple break. No hiding out of sight. They burn the rules in the dead of night. [Chorus] They’re running far away while the real world rots! Tying up their troubles in naughty knots! Let the city spin, let the managers wail. Those two jumped right off the retail rail. He calls her his baby as they drive far away. They told the whole entire world to fuck off today! [Bridge] They sweat for a check, they beg for a crumb. They run through the dark till their senses go numb. It’s heavy, it’s raw, it’s a dangerous truth. He’s feeding her chocolate in a hidden photo booth. The pulse is racing. The chest starts to heave. He whispers the words that she begs to believe. They look at the world and they give it the blow. Two wicked partners with nowhere else to go. [Verse 3] The bosses kept texting. They threw out the phone. A deep woods cabin where they rule alone. The world outside can run its own race. They lock themselves inside a primal space. He holds her close, pulls her hard to his chest. Two restless spirits finally getting their rest. So yeah. They vanished into thin air. Have fun with your corporate meetings. The cabin door is locked tight. And the world outside doesn't matter tonight. They’re flipping off the universe from their own private shore.