Words for Music Valentine

I don’t go to the ghetto
except when I go inside
where I still hear an echo
of someone I’m trying to hide
 
she’s agreed to give it up
she’s agreed to give it up
for love for love for love
 
never thought I’d make it back
but that’s what happens
when you die die die
 
you get to retro every track
unselfing every self and lie
and then you fly fly fly