J. Bernardt Running Days
Running in a fast mode
Is cutting me up
Taking out the tension
Taking out the lust
Chasing for the next stop
Is sucking me up
I'm losing my attention
I scatter all the dust
Running days
Locked up ways in a crowded place
If there is no use
There is no abuse
So babe now lay with me
And babe now bear with me
We're changing our ways
To pick up the pace
Running in a fast mode
Is cutting me up
Taking out the tension
Taking out the lust
Chasing for the next stop
Is sucking me up
I'm losing my attention
I scatter all the dust
So babe now after all
I guess we started small
And we changed our ways
To pick up the pace
Running in a fast mode
Is cutting me up
Taking out the tension
Taking out the lust
Chasing for the next stop
Is sucking me up
I'm losing my attention
I scatter all the dust
I'm running all the time
Trying to catch your wavelength