Lyrics : Maude Latour/Mike Adubato
Music : Maude Latour/Mike Adubato
Producer : Mike Adubato/Maude Latour
You were in my art, slow moving
Lay in bed 'til 3 p.m.
Breakfast like we're afternoon, and
I like '90s records, and you're more like 2000s groovin'
I pulled only aces, but somehow I still feel like I'm losin'
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, boom
I start to feel sick without you
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, boom
Time goes slow tick-tick-tick, boom
Ooh, is our time running out?
Ooh, I think our time's running out
I was a bitch on the phone again
I wish I could hang with my home friends
How do I if know if it's real love?
Fantasy world that we made up
We'll either get married or break up
If I gave you my twenties, will I regret
Never kissing a stranger I haven't met?
Still thinking of you when I'm having sex
(Miss you, baby)
I'm craving that carpe diem
Fxck my cellphone, fxck my DMs
Watch that clock like a.m./p.m.
Three, two, one, I watch you leavin'
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, boom
I start to feel sick without you
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, boom
Time goes slow tick-tick-tick, boom
Ooh, is our time running out?
Ooh, I think our time's running out
I'm craving that carpe diem (Ooh)
Fxck my cellphone, fxck my DMs
Watch that clock like a.m./p.m. (Is our time running out?)
Three, two, one, I watch you leavin'
I'm craving that carpe diem (Oh-oh)
Fxck my cellphone, fxck my DMs
Watch that clock like a.m./p.m. (I think our time's running out)
Three, two, one, I watch you leavin'
Audio Engineer : Mike Adubato
Bass : Maude Latour/Mike Adubato
Mastering Engineer : Chris Gehringer
Mixing Engineer : Geoff Swan