Easy MIDI - Raye - Escapism. ft. 070 Shake (Atlantic Notes Arrangement + Tempo + Colors + Key) (Patreon)

Raye - Escapism. ft. Shake 070 (Easy Piano Tutorial)

✨ Easy Piano Tutorial/How to play the song "Escapism." by "Raye & Shake 070". 🎼 Sheet Music: Soon! 🎹 MIDI (Patreon): https://www.patreon.com/AtlanticNotes 🎹 Direct MIDI Link: 🎹 Learn Piano with Flowkey: https://go.flowkey.com/atlanticnotes 🎵 Performance Channel: @AtlanticLights ▶️ Playlists: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLidK-ktlEyUihbjtsuUmZg4N2qldaIENc https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLidK-ktlEyUh0n6F_UoByY39qtDlAD7Dp https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLidK-ktlEyUglA79LF7wgzAkD9K-eypvJ https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLidK-ktlEyUiVtush4ZnOVxJRv8oVL2qL https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLidK-ktlEyUh__GLVHYTM6q_U9J_yPKOl ⭐ Special Thanks to my Patrons! Lyrics: 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 somethin' 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' In fact, I don't wanna feel, so I stick to sippin' And 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 was 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 Take 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 was 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 I don't wanna feel how I did last night Hum Lipstick smudged like modern art I don't know where the fuck I am or who's drivin' the fuckin' car Speedin' down the highway, sippin' Mixin' pills with the liquor 'ca fuck these feelings I left everyone I love on read (uh, huh) Spillin' secrets to the stranger in my bed (uh, huh) I remember nothing, so there's nothing to regret (uh, huh) Other than this 4-4 kick drum poundin' in my head