Trust embedded on the sand Trust in us embedded on the sand So you're running in a best of three And you gunning on the kingside For the queen And you gunning for it all May the king fall

You'll never forget my name Life is hit and miss and this I hope, I think, I know If I ever hear the names you call And if I stumble, catch me when I fall 'Cause baby after all And that is why I gotta keep running You know I don't care As we beg and

Deadly as the viper Peering from its coil The poison there is coming to the boil Ticking like a time bomb The fuse is running short on the verge of snapping if it's caught And all the pressure that's been building up For all the years it bore the load

And there's certain things that I adore And there's certain things that I ignore But I'm certain that I'm yours Certain that I'm yours And you keep coming back, coming back again Keep running round, running round, running round my head Certain that I'm

That's right, he won't let her out his sight The confidence is the balaclava And it's wrong, wrong, wrong And the daggers are drawn Running off over next doors garden Before the hour is done It's more a question of feeling Than it is a question of fun

When I'm here with you And there's enough of giving and everybody hurts When I'm here with you, I When I saw you for the first time Days were running by We were spinning high I was lost in every message Collecting all your different pieces Felt like a

Lions and tigers come running Just to steal your luck Cry me a future Where the revelations run amok Ladies and gentlemen Life is my friend Out on the farm we'll be Swimming with the mother duck Deep in the mitten where

A get-lost-with-you-running-through-every-red-light-er Let the time fly by 'cause it's a finding her hand Falling and feeling like a star right out of a midnight sky-er Taking a chance, starting a fire, this is an all-nighter 'Cause this is an

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock Running from an opp, then I shoot at opp And I'm on the block, and I'm on the block Shooting at the opps Yo, Pierre you wanna come out here? All these hoes gon' flock (flock flock), when I drop (drop) Yo

Alexander, come back to sleep I have an early meeting out of town It’s still dark outside I know, I just need to write something down Why do you write like you’re running out of time? (shh) Come back to bed, that would be enough I’ll be back before you