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