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Escapism

Raye ft. 070 Shake

2022

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Coverafbeelding Raye ft. 070 Shake - Escapism

Raye 070 Shake

Artiest(en)

Raye, 070 Shake

Titel A-kant

Escapism

Lengte A-kant

4:32

Componist(en) A-kant

Rachel Keen · Mike Sabath · Danielle Balbuena

Producer(s) A-kant

Mike Sabath

Engineer(s) A-kant

Vocal Engineer: Jenna Felsenthal / Assistant Engineer: Chad Gordon

Titel B-kant

The Thrill Is Gone

Lengte B-kant

3:29

Componist(en) B-kant

Rachel Keen · Anton Göransson · Isabella Sjöstrand · Mike Sabath

Producer(s) B-kant

Mike Sabath, Rachel Keen

Engineer(s) B-kant

Vocal Engineer: Jenna Felsenthal / Assistant Engineer: Travis Pavur

Mixage B-kant

Michael Harris

Platenlabel

Human Re Sources

Releasedatum

12-10-2022

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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
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

And I don't wanna feel
How my heart is rippin'
Fact, I don't wanna feel
So I stick to sippin'
Then I'm out on the town
With a simple mission
In my little black dress
And this shit is sittin'

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's on the same page
Now it's back to the intro
Back to the bar
To the Bentley, 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
Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me
Take this pain away
You're askin' me my symptoms, doctor
I don't wanna feel

Toke this joint
How I'm blowin' this steam
Back to my ways
Like 2019
Not twenty-four hours
Since my ex did dead it
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's on the same page
Now it's back to the intro
Back to the bar
To the Bentley, 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
Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me
Take this pain away
You're askin' me my symptoms, doctor
I don't wanna feel (What)

Cause I don't wanna feel
Like I felt last night
I don't wanna feel
Like I felt last night
Be at peace with the things you can't change (Last night)
I'll be naked when I leave and I was naked when I came (Yeah)
Out of reach, out of touch
Too numb, I don't feel no way
Toast up, so what
Street small, but it go both ways
So, you'll run, yeah
But you'll never escape
Sunset in the maze
You're askin' me my symptoms, doctor
I don't wanna feel

I don't wanna feel
How I did last night
I don't wanna feel
How I did last night, oh
Doctor, doctor, anything, please
Doctor, doctor, have mercy on me
You're askin' me my symptoms, doctor
I don't wanna feel

I don't wanna feel
How I did last night
I don't wanna feel
How I did last night

Lipstick smudged like modern art
I don't know where the fuck I am
Or who's drivin' the fucking car
Speeding down the highway sippin'
Mixing pills with the liquor, cause fuck these feelings
I left everyone I love on read (Uh-huh)
Spilling secrets to the stranger in my bed (Uh-huh)
I remember nothing so there's nothing to regret (Uh-uh)
Other than this 4/4 kick drum poundin' in my head