Testo Escapism. - RAYE

Testo della canzone Escapism. (RAYE), tratta dall'album Escapism.

Hmm
Sleazin' and teasin', I'm sittin' on him
All of my diamonds are drippin' on him
I met him at the bar, it was 12 or somethin'
I ordered two more wines, 'cause tonight, I want him
A little context if you care to listen
I find myself in a shit position
The man that I love sat me down last night
And he told me that it's over, dumb decision
It's 4:00 a.m. and my dress is missin'
And I don't know the name of the man I'm kissin'
Put another pink pill in the drink I'm sippin'
Did you pop one too? 'Cause you must be trippin'
Just a heart broke bitch, high heels, six inch
In the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne
I don't trust any of these bitches I'm with
In the back of the taxi, sniffin' cocaine
Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex
I was lookin' for a man who was on the same page
Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar
To the Bentley, back to my old ways
('Cause I don't wanna feel)
'Cause I don't wanna feel, no, I don't wanna feel how I did last night
(I don't wanna feel)
I don't wanna feel, no, I don't wanna feel how I did last night
Anything, please
Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me, take this pain away
You're asking me my symptoms, I don't wanna feel
Toke this joint how I'm blowin' this steam (how I'm blowin' this steam)
Back to my ways like 2019 (like 2019, like 2019)
Not 24 hours since my ex did dead it
I, I got a new man on me, it's about to get sweaty
Last night really was the cherry on the cake
Been some dark days lately, and I'm findin' it cripplin'
Excuse my state, I'm as high as your hopes
That you'll make it to my bed, get me hot and sizzlin'
If I take a step back to see the glass half-full
At least it's the Prada two-piece that I'm trippin' in
And I'm already actin' like a dick, know what I mean?
So you might as well stick it in
Just a heart broke bitch, high heels, six inch
In the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne
I don't trust any of these bitches I'm with
In the back of the taxi, sniffin' cocaine
Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex
I was lookin' for a man who was on the same page
Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar
To the hotel, to my old ways
'Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night
I don't wanna feel how I did last night
Doctor, doctor, anything, please
Have mercy on me, take this pain away
You're asking me my, you're asking me



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Writer(s): Rachel Agatha Keen, Danielle Balbuena, Michael Harris Sabath
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