Escapism. (4am Remix)-RAYE

作曲 : Rachel Keen 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 twelve or something (Twelve 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 **** position The man that I love sat me down last night And he told me that it's over, dumb decision It's 4 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 *****, high heels six inch (Just a heart broke *****) In the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne I don't trust any of these *****es I'm with (Don't trust these *****es) In the back of the taxi sniffin' 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, babe, to my old ways ('Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night) 'Cause I don't wanna feel, no, I don't wanna feel how I did last night (I don't wanna feel how I did last night) I don't wanna feel nothin', I don't wanna feel nothin' And it's like, anything, please (Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me) Docto, docto, have mercy on me Take this pain away (Take it away) You're askin' me my symptoms, I don't wanna feel Toke this joint how I'm blowin' this steam (Blowin' yhis steam, I'm blowin' this steam) Back to my ways like 2019 (Like 2019, 2019) Not twenty-four 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 feel) Just a heart broke *****, high heels six inch (High six inch) In the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne I don't trust any of these *****es I'm with (I don't trust) In the back of the taxi sniffin' cocaine Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex (I) 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 how I did last night I don't wanna feel how I did last night Doctor, doctor, anything please (How I did, how I did, how I did last night) Have mercy on me (Night, night, night) Take this pain away You're askin' me my, you're askin' me