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Escapism

RAYE

Composição de (Amelie)
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Em 
Sleazin' and teasin', I'm sittin' on him 
Em 
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 
A little context if you care to listen 
Em 
I find myself in a shit position 
D 
The man that I love sat me down last night 
D 
And he told me that it's over, dumb decision 

Am 
And I don't wanna feel how my heart is rippin' 
Am 
In fact, I don't wanna feel, so I stick to sippin' 
 D                Em 
And I'm out on the town with a simple mission 
                   Bm 
In my little black dress, and this shit is sittin' 

Em 
Just a heart broke bitch, high heels, six inch 

In the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne 
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 

I was lookin' for a man who was on the same page 
 D                           Em 
Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar 
        Bm                              Em 
To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways 

Em                                           D 
'Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night 
D                                    Am 
I don't wanna feel how I did last night 
Am 
Doctor, doctor, anything, please 
Am                                Em 
Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me, take this pain away 
                     Bm 
You're asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna feel 

Em 
Toke this joint how I'm blowin' this steam 
Em 
Back to my ways like 2019 
Em 
Not 24 hours since my ex did dead it 
Bm 
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 two-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 
Just a heart broke bitch, high heels, six inch 

In the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne 
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 

I was lookin' for a man who was on the same page 
 D                  Em 
Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar 
        Bm                                Em 
To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways 
 Em                                        Dm 
'Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night 
 Dm 
I don't wanna feel how I did last night 
 Am 
Doctor, doctor, anything, please 
Am                                Em 
Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me, take this pain away 
                     Bm 
You're asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna feel, mm (what?) 

Em                                            D 
'Cause I don't wanna feel like I felt last night 
D                                     Am 
I don't wanna feel like I felt last night 
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 
Out of reach, out of touch, too numb, I don't feel no way 
D 
Toast up, so what? Street small, but it go both ways 
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                                   D 
I don't wanna feel how I did last night 
D                                   Am 
I don't wanna feel how I did last night, oh 
Am 
Doctor, doctor, anything, please 
Am 
Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me 
Em                   Bm 
You're asking me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna feel 

Cm                                   Bb 
I don't wanna feel how I did last night 
Bb                                 Cm/Ab 
I don't wanna feel how I did last night 
Cm/Ab                  Bb                Cm 
(How I did, how I did, how I did) Last night 

( Cm  Bb  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 
Speedin' down the highway, sippin' 

Mixin' pills with the liquor 'cah fuck these feelings 
Cm/Ab 
I left everyone I love on read (uh-huh) 

Spilling secrets to the stranger in my bed (uh-huh) 
            Cm 
I remember nothing, so there's nothing to regret (uh-huh) 
                Gm                           Bb 
Other than this 4/4 kick drum pounding in my head

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