Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's like I woke up from a nightmare
[Verse 2]
It's like I woke up from a nightmare
Because I finally got away from  you
And I ain't ever going back there
If it's the last thing I'll ever do
[Verse 3]
But now it's R-I-P
Because it's over and you're dead to me
You just a memory
That I can't break
But I can't shake
The ghost that you left behind here
[Verse 4]
R-I-P, you're dead to me
[Verse 5]
Riddle me this
When is it you decided to turn into a bitch?
We used to be lower than down
Anybody that knew us would admit
Then you suddenly switched
Yeah, you suddenly switched
[Verse 6]
In all of my years, I never seen someone corrupted so quick
Lately, I'm feelin' like I'm being haunted
By all of these demons that I got inside of me
Deep in my arteries
Don't even know the reason or pathology
[Verse 7]
Fuck it, I feel like I'm ready to blow up
I'm ready to blow up and call it a wrap
You can have all my shit, if it means that I see you
I don't want it back
[Verse 8]
It's like I woke up from a nightmare
Because I finally got away from you
And I ain't ever going back there
If it's the last thing I'll ever do
(Like, fuck that)
[Verse 9]
But now it's R-I-P
Because it's over and you're dead to me
You just a memory
That I can't break
But I can't shake
The ghost that you left behind here
[Verse 10]
But now it's R-I-P
Because it's over and you're dead to me
You just a memory
That I can't break
But I can't shake
The ghost that you left behind here
[Verse 11]
R-I-P
R-I-P, you're dead to me
[Verse 12]
I'm in the deep end, I think I'm sinking
And I been suffocating, struggling just to breathe in
I feel like I been tryna get away forever now
I'm just tryna runaway and go wherever now, uh
[Verse 13]
'Cause I don't need you, you in my rearview
Catch the exhaust up out my vehicle, (skirt)
Feel like I've been waitin' for this day forever now
And that wherever you may be, I hope you're never found
[Verse 14]
(It's like I woke up from a nightmare)
(It's like I woke up from a nightmare)
Written by: Aviad Zecharya, Morgan Bender, Tal Rochman
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