Loving more, saying less And play catch up in the morning Until I confess I'm running on a track With a gun against my back Bleeding on my clothes Screaming through my nose I'll ignore it unless We can match it in the morning Until I confess No more notifications No more notifications No more notifications No more notifications I'm running on a track With a gun against my back Bleeding on my clothes Screaming through my nose And i'm feeling better now As long as time allows Running like the wind The barrel is my friend Darryl Strawberry sank the eight ball, obviously I'm running on a track With a gun against my back Bleeding on my clothes Screaming through my nose And i'm feeling better now As long as time allows Running like the wind The barrel is my friend