Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tooji
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tooji
Songwriter
Julia Karlsson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anton Rundberg
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You head so deep in a box
That you cannot rise up from it
The world is getting co-ol-old
You got so numb while you played with it
Forgot your heart on the road
How you filling up the empty seats?
You're hands are getting co-ol-old
While you're looking for another treat
A glimpse of heat
[Verse 2]
And I'll be
Runnin' from you
Father, if you could just hear me
I'm tired of runnin'
I'm tired of runnin'
And I'll be
Runnin' from you
Father if you could just hear me
I'm tired of runnin'
I'm tired of runnin'
From you
[Verse 3]
Father, father
Father, father
Father, father
Father, father
[Verse 4]
You're so obsessed with your high cloud
And I didn't make your needs
And I can see you're ol-ol-old
Loud sound by the end of it
[Verse 5]
I feel so bad for you now
When you cleaning up your wounds to heal
Tell me what's so co-ol-old
When you're looking for that outer need
To make it bleed
[Verse 6]
And I'll be
Runnin' from you
Father, if you could just hear me
I'm tired of runnin'
I'm tired of runnin'
From you
[Verse 7]
Father, Father
Father, Father
Father, Father
Father, Father
Written by: Julia Karlsson, Tooji