Error In Connect
Escapism / ریSleazin and teasin, Im sittin on himAll of my diamonds are drippin on himI met him at the bar, it was 12 or somethinI ordered two more wines, cause tonight, I want himA little context if you care to listenI find myself in a shit positionThe man that I love sat me down last nightAnd he told me that its over, dumb decisionAnd I dont wanna feel how my heart is rippinIn fact, I dont wanna feel, so I stick to sippinAnd Im out on the town with a simple missionIn my little black dress, and this shit is sittinJust a heart broke bitch, high heels, six inchIn the back of the nightclub, sippin champagneI dont trust any of these bitches Im withIn the back of the taxi, sniffin cocaineDrunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sexI was lookin for a man who was on the same pageNow its back to the intro, back to the barTo the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old waysCause I dont wanna feel how I did last nightI dont wanna feel how I did last nightDoctor, doctor, anything, pleaseDoctor, doctor, have mercy on me, take this pain awayYoure asking me my symptoms, doctor, I dont wanna feelToke this joint how Im blowin this steamBack to my ways like 2019Not 24 hours since my ex did dead itI got a new man on me, its about to get sweatyLast night really was the cherry on the cakeBeen some dark days lately and Im finding it cripplingExcuse my state, Im as high as your hopesThat youll make it to my bed, get me hot and sizzlingIf I take a step back to see the glass half fullAt least its the Prada two-piece that Im trippin inAnd Im already actin like a dick, know what I mean?So you might as well stick it inJust a heart broke bitch, high heels, six inchIn the back of the nightclub, sippin champagneI dont trust any of these bitches Im withIn the back of the taxi, sniffin cocaineDrunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sexI was lookin for a man who was on the same pageNow its back to the intro, back to the barTo the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old waysCause I dont wanna feel how I did last nightI dont wanna feel how I did last nightDoctor, doctor, anything, pleaseDoctor, doctor, have mercy on me, take this pain awayYoure asking me my symptoms, doctor, I dont wanna feel, mm (what?)Cause I dont wanna feel like I felt last nightI dont wanna feel like I felt last nightBe at peace with the things you cant change (last night)Ill be naked when I leave and I was naked when I came, yeahOut of reach, out of touch, too numb, I dont feel no wayToast up, so what? Street small, but it go both waysSo youll run, yeah, but youll never escapeSunset in the maze (youre asking me my symptoms, doctor, I dont wanna feel)I dont wanna feel how I did last nightI dont wanna feel how I did last night, ohDoctor, doctor, anything, pleaseDoctor, doctor, have mercy on meYoure asking me my symptoms, doctor, I dont wanna feelI dont wanna feel how I did last nightI dont wanna feel how I did last nightI dont wanna feel how I did last nightMm, lipstick smudged like modern artI dont know where the fuck I am or whos drivin the fuckin carSpeedin down the highway, sippinMixin pills with the liquor cah fuck these feelingsI left everyone I love on read (uh-huh)Spilling secrets to the stranger in my bed (uh-huh)I remember nothing, so theres nothing to regret (uh-huh)Other than this 4-4 kick drum poundin in my head
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