RAYE – Escapism (ft. 070 Shake)
Performed by |
070 Shake RAYE |
Release Year |
2023 |
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RAYE – Escapism (ft. 070 Shake)
Key: E
Minor
BPM: ♩ = 96
Time: 4/4
|Em |Em |Em |Em |
|Em |Em |
Sleazin' and teasin', I'm sittin' on him, all of my diamonds are drippin' on him
|Em |
I met him at the bar, it was 12 or somethin’
|Em |
I ordered two more wines, 'cause tonight, I want him
|Em |Em |
A little context if you care to listen, I find myself in a shit position
|D |D |
The man that I love sat me down last night, and he told me that it's over, dumb decision
|Am |
And I don't wanna feel how my heart is rippin’, in fact
|Am |
I don't wanna feel, so I stick to sippin'
|Em |
And I'm out on the town with a simple mission
|Bm |
In my little black dress, and this shit is sittin'
|Em |Em |
Just a heart broke bitch, high heels, six inch, in the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne
|D |D |
I don't trust any of these bitches I'm with, in the back of the taxi, sniffin' cocaine
|Am |
Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex
|Am |
I was lookin' for a man who was on the same page
|Em |Bm |
Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar, to the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways
|Em |Em |D |D |
'Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night, I don't wanna feel how I did last night
|Am |Am |
Doctor, doctor, anything, please, doctor, doctor, have mercy on me
|Em |Em |
Take this pain away, you’re asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna feel
|Em |Em |
Toke this joint how I'm blowin' this steam, back to my ways like 2019
|Em |Em |
Not 24 hours since my ex did dead it, I got a new man on me, it’s about to get sweaty
|Em |
Last night really was the cherry on the cake
|Em |
Been some dark days lately and I'm finding it crippling
|D |
Excuse my state, I'm as high as your hopes
|D |
That you'll make it to my bed, get me hot and sizzling
|Am |
If I take a step back to see the glass half full
|Am |
At least it's the Prada 2-piece that I'm trippin' in
|Em |Bm |
And I'm already actin' like a dick, know what I mean? so you might as well stick it in
|Em |Em |
Just a heart broke bitch, high heels, six inch, in the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne
|D |D |
I don't trust any of these bitches I'm with, in the back of the taxi, sniffin' cocaine
|Am |
Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex
|Am |
I was lookin' for a man who was on the same page
|Em |Bm |
Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar, to the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways
|Em |Em |D |D |
'Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night, I don't wanna feel how I did last night
|Am |Am |
Doctor, doctor, anything, please, doctor, doctor, have mercy on me
|Em |Bm |
Take this pain away, you’re asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna feel, mm (what?)
|Em |Em |
'Cause I don't wanna feel like I felt last
|D |D |
night, I don't wanna feel like I felt last night
|Am |Am |
Be at peace with the things you can't change (last night)
|Em |Bm |
I'll be naked when I leave and I was naked when I came, yeah
|Em |Em |
Out of reach, out of touch, too numb, I don't feel no way
|D |D |
Toast up, so what? Street small, but it go both ways
|Am |Am |
So you'll run, yeah, but you'll never escape
|Em |Bm |
Sunset in the maze (you're asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna feel)
|Em |Em |D |D |
I don't wanna feel how I did last night, I don't wanna feel how I did last night, oh
|Am |Am |
Doctor, doctor, anything, please, doctor, doctor, have mercy on me
|Em |N.C. |
You're asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna feel
|Cm |Cm |Bb |Bb |
I don't wanna feel how I did last night, I don't wanna feel how I did last night
|Fm |Fm |
I don't wanna feel how I did last night
|Cm |Gm |Cm |Cm |
|Cm |Cm |Cm |Cm |
|Cm |
Mm lipstick smudged like modern art
|Cm |
I don't know where the fuck I am or who's drivin' the fuckin' car
|Bb |Bb |
Speedin' down the highway, sippin’, mixin' pills with the liquor 'cah fuck these feelings
|Fm |Fm |
I left everyone I love on read (uh-huh), spilling secrets to the stranger in my bed (uh-huh)
|Bb |
I remember nothing, so there's nothing to regret (uh-huh)
|Bb |
Other than this 4-4 kick drum poundin' in my head