Runnin’ - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

It's not funny what you're asking for

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

On the count of everything we got in store

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

New year, new you, I've got too much to do, my darlin'

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

New page, new phase, I'm not, it's gettin' late, just get me into the car

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', run

My desk, they call it love

My leash, I tighten up

My leads, the hell you running from? (The hell you running from?)

Count off, pencils down

I'm lost in the middle now

My price, my desires

I'm at a gas station on the way to Ohio

A beautiful gas station on the way to Ohio

I think I'll buy me a souvenir

My desk, they call it lovе

My leash, I tighten up

My leads, thеy call it love

They call it love, just call it

Too square to be a nihilist, so I wake up and make sure every corner's clean

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

Too clear to let you forget that everything I do is everything it seems

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

Pack keys and leave, I've got too much to see, my darlin'

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

Are you free? I need a reason why we're never learnin' the standard

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', run

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', run

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin'