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.

Older neon boyfriends, maybe?
[Tattoos partially inspired by inverted-typo's Neon AU, partially just symbolic]

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