Ray Webster - Eyes Wide Shut

Hey
Hey yeah
Hey yeah
Hey yeah, yeah
Hey
Hey yeah
Hey yeah
Hey yeah
Hey
Psychics and her sins (Sins, yeah)
Syringe and her friends (Friends, yeah)
Gone into her veins (Veins, yeah)
Blood rate to 10 (10, yeah)
High pressure range (Range, yeah)
Going on a trip (Trip, yeah)
Been trill and chill, yeah (Chill, yeah)
Eyes done make a flip (Flip, yeah)
Speeding suddenly (Yeah)
Waking up early (Yeah)
Wet mixed with tears, aye (Tears, aye)
And she is pretty scared, aye (Scared, aye)
Paranoia damn (Yeah)
Who’s knocking on the door? (On the door?)
Just the neighborhood, Zs asking for more, yeah
Fill up a bag
Take a few mags
Flashback the night
She got dope in her arms
She’s looking for her friends
They been gone for a minute
What is she up then?
No juice in her cell
No gas in the tank
Nowhere to get a pill
Yeah, yea-yeah
Birthday
But it’s a sad birthday
Going in way
Too much
For me to enjoy it
So I got
Myself a brand new game
Might just play
All night
Until it ends
With my friend
Psychics and her sins (Sins, yeah)
Syringe and her friends (Friends, yeah)
Gone into her veins (Veins, yeah)
Blood rate to 10 (10, yeah)
High pressure range (Range, yeah)
Going on a trip (Trip, yeah)
Been trill and chill, yeah (Chill, yeah)
Eyes done make a flip (Flip, yeah)
Speeding suddenly (Yeah)
Waking up early (Yeah)
Wet mixed with tears, aye (Tears, aye)
And she is pretty scared, aye (Scared, aye)
Paranoia damn (Yeah)
Who’s knocking on the door? (On the door?)
Just the neighborhood, Zs asking for more, yeah
Tryna see where you go
So that you take me with you
November always coool
If you need me
I’m nowhere but oo-ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Ye-ah
Ye-ah
Yeah
Yeah
Ye-ah-ah-ah
Yea-ah

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Rayane Hammoud

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