Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BAD CHILD
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casey Marshall
Songwriter
Isaiah Steinberg
Songwriter
Lyrics
My gut is sinking like an anchor baby
There’s a fire in your eyes
Earl gray, chocolate cake, with some morphine
Maybe then I’ll feel alive
Tiramisu baby
I wanted you baby
And we could eat in my bed
Yes I’m a fool baby
Tiramisu baby
And we could eat it in my bed
No you never ever hesitate
Calling me up on the phone when it gets so late
But I could listen to your voice for like always, always, always
My friend says in life
There ain’t no finish line
No starting gun
But I still run, I still run, I still run
Tiramisu baby
I wanted you baby
And we could eat in my bed
Yes I’m a fool baby
Tiramisu baby
And we could eat it in my bed
Tiramisu baby
I wanted you baby
And we could eat in my bed
Yes I’m a fool baby
Tiramisu baby
And we could eat it in my bed
In the red light
In the red light
When you touch me
In the red light
When you touch me
In the red light
In the red light
In the red light
My friend says in life
There ain’t no finish line
No starting gun
But I still run, I still run, I still run
Written by: Casey Marshall, Isaiah Steinberg