Top Songs By Awkward Intelligence
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Awkward Intelligence
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Alan Plogman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Awkward Intelligence
Producer
Lyrics
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Before I leave this world, I want one last ride—
Dubai nights, no regrets… let's see how this ends.
Before I die, I'm flyin' out to Dubai
Skyline city lights reflectin' in my eyes
Champagne tears on the desert breeze
Chasin' fantasies, hopin' sorrow might cease
We landed gold-laced runways, illusions in the haze
In a swirl of swirling pearls, watch the sunrise blaze
Desert draped in glitter, got me stuck in a daze
Lounge pillows plush, sippin' on spiced lattes
Futuristic highways, palm trees in the midnight
Ferraris flashin' by, bright sparks in my sight
Half-lost in euphoria, breakin' boundaries tight
We waltzed across rooftops, dancin' with neon light
No time for regrets—call it marauding the mirage
High-wire hearts, rebellious collage
We soared so close to heaven, couldn't see the sabotage
"Live now, pay later," hammered into our montage
Before I die, I'm flyin' out to Dubai
Skyline city lights reflectin' in my eyes
Champagne tears on the desert breeze
Chasin' fantasies, hopin' sorrow might cease
Time warped in the night, private villas and lows
My buddy lit a blunt, said, "fuck the unknowns"
But the laws here savage, they don't play those shows
Next thing I know, sirens howlin'—my heart froze
They cuffed him, tossed him in a cell, no mercy or bail
I'm left with nightmares, watchin' his future derail
A single slip in foreign lands, cost him life in jail
Now I'm burnin' tears in black sands, wishin' I could exhale
A dream turned downfall, never got a last call
Before I die, I saw a friend's rise then quick fall
Emo echoes in my chest, left with guilt I can't stall
Fuck, Dubai took his freedom—like it took us all
Before I die, I'm flyin' out to Dubai
Skyline city lights reflectin' in my eyes
Champagne tears on the desert breeze
Chasin' fantasies, hopin' sorrow might cease
We wanted the thrill—
But man, the cost was real.
Before I die, I taste the salt in every tear
Written by: Christopher Alan Plogman