Riptide By-Gones

By M Waves

Released on December 14, 2021

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(Ayyy, PEPREME!)

(Chorus):

I was scared to be alone, when friends were pulled apart

I was scared of the city world and starting conversations

Oh, why I do be having urges, all to free

Tired of riding solo, all terrains

Pastime joy in little things

Spring stepping in these mountain greens

(Oh, oh-o-oh)

(Pre-Chorus):

From the pack, A lone wolf unstuck

Told my mama, there is no lost love

Told my pops too, there's no lost love

Have to break away to find my tribal own

(Chorus):

Lately, running down to the Riptide

Please take away me from the dark side

Father pleasе go and stretch your hand

I need you, feed me more than I'm handling

Needing you morе than ever

Caressing all my thoughts from night terrors

(Verse 1):

Here's a movie scene, I think you'll like....

This young guy called Mike, he decided to pack away from city

Unravelling new feelings

One in a million, New experience

Looking a golden wrapped ticket

Willy Wonka in the cut, my skin itching

Running through my genes, Call it True Religion

Christian, Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior

(Chorus):

I was scared to be alone, when friends were pulled apart

I was scared of the city world and starting conversations

Oh, why I do be having urges, all to free

Tired of riding solo, all terrains

Pastime joy in little things

Spring stepping in these mountain greens

(Oh, oh-o-oh)

(Bridge):

From the pack, A lone wolf unstuck

Told my mama, there is no lost love

Told my pops too, there's no lost love

Have to break away to find my tribal own

I don’t wanna

I don’t wanna go

(Chorus):

Lately, running down to the Riptide

Please take away me from the dark side

Father please go and stretch your hand

I need you, feed me more than I'm handling

Needing you more than ever

Caressing all my thoughts from night terrors

(Outro):

I was scared to be alone, when friends were pulled apart

I was scared of the city world and starting conversations

Oh, why I do be having urges, all to free

Tired of riding solo, all terrains

Pastime joy in little things

Spring stepping in these mountain greens

(Oh, oh-o-oh)