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NIGHTMARES Video (MV)




Performed By: Cherry Rype
Featuring: LILPIXIE
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Pixie Cortejos, Lucianne Swain




Cherry Rype - NIGHTMARES Lyrics
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[ Featuring LILPIXIE ]

Sit man, kid at the top
I hit a feel and it feel like a lot
I bid a mil and it's waiting to drop
I forget what it got but I'm running the shop
He tryna hold on my hand
I'm tryna move, let me dance
Thinking 'bout other romance
If I said it, I think I forgot
Think that I meant it
I'd rather me, rather you not
Same shit on the playlist, imma play this
Pace it, imma bake it like it's hot
Made it, wrap around mad like a bracelet
Hate it when I'm anxious but I'm locked
Move more in the two door
Made the room roar
Chewed more than I think I ever bit off
You can take it, I'll replace it
Let me trace it
So I know the shape when I keep it in a box
Better zoom out
Keeping it in stock on the new route
Sus' the new now through and through
Shawty hit a rock, probably got a few down
With the new crowd
Keep it on the block, like the glue
Oh they didn't know, well they do now
Running through my head, how you do
I'm just at the
I'm just at the show trynna cool down
Reading what you said yeah
And it's true
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
Feel em' gripping on my mind
Mental hand, upon my thigh oh
I'm not a narcissist, so I don't believe in one last-
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
Feel em' gripping on my mind
Mental hand, upon my thigh oh
Wound and you'll bleed
There's a wound, and you'll bleed
So cold
F*ck a small talk date, I appreciate
When you kill for me, when you clean your plate
Cos' your past feels like Kerosene
It gets so scary here, in the music scene
Well
But they'll rip you-
Feel em' gripping on my mind
Mental hand, upon my thigh oh
I'm not a, I'm not a narcissist, so I don't believe in one last-
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
Feels like Kerosene, and it gets so scary
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every
I get, get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
F*ck a small talk date, I appreciate
When you kill for me, when you clean your plate
Cos' your past feels like Kerosene
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
It gets so scary here, in the music scene
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
Every night
Every
Every night
Every night
Every
Every night
Every night
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
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Sit man, kid at the top
I hit a feel and it feel like a lot
I bid a mil and it's waiting to drop
I forget what it got but I'm running the shop
He tryna hold on my hand
I'm tryna move, let me dance
Thinking 'bout other romance
If I said it, I think I forgot
Think that I meant it
I'd rather me, rather you not
Same shit on the playlist, imma play this
Pace it, imma bake it like it's hot
Made it, wrap around mad like a bracelet
Hate it when I'm anxious but I'm locked
Move more in the two door
Made the room roar
Chewed more than I think I ever bit off
You can take it, I'll replace it
Let me trace it
So I know the shape when I keep it in a box
Better zoom out
Keeping it in stock on the new route
Sus' the new now through and through
Shawty hit a rock, probably got a few down
With the new crowd
Keep it on the block, like the glue
Oh they didn't know, well they do now
Running through my head, how you do
I'm just at the
I'm just at the show trynna cool down
Reading what you said yeah
And it's true
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
Feel em' gripping on my mind
Mental hand, upon my thigh oh
I'm not a narcissist, so I don't believe in one last-
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
Feel em' gripping on my mind
Mental hand, upon my thigh oh
Wound and you'll bleed
There's a wound, and you'll bleed
So cold
F*ck a small talk date, I appreciate
When you kill for me, when you clean your plate
Cos' your past feels like Kerosene
It gets so scary here, in the music scene
Well
But they'll rip you-
Feel em' gripping on my mind
Mental hand, upon my thigh oh
I'm not a, I'm not a narcissist, so I don't believe in one last-
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
Feels like Kerosene, and it gets so scary
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every
I get, get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
F*ck a small talk date, I appreciate
When you kill for me, when you clean your plate
Cos' your past feels like Kerosene
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
It gets so scary here, in the music scene
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
Every night
Every
Every night
Every night
Every
Every night
Every night
I get them nightmares, baby gets em' every night
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Writer: Pixie Cortejos, Lucianne Swain
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