Becca Tremmel - Relapse (Official Music Video)

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Director - Becca Tremmel
Video By - Wingman Visuals (www.wingmanvisuals.com)
Lead Actress - Jessica Vara
Lead Actor - Cory Batelaan
The "Narrator" - Becca Tremmel

Extras (Angels)
Michael Morales
Emily Kunst
Shaun Livingston
Mitchell Curley

Special Thanks to,
The Village Pub (my favorite place in Nashville)
Maddie Ettrich
Sarah Manning
Camille Thornton
Marisa Petrillo
Michael Morales
Scout the Cat

Lyrics,

I remember the night
You peeled outta my driveway real fast
And I was screaming, “Don’t come back.”
It’s been a few months of silence.
You’re an addiction I wanna get over.
I’m just not good at staying sober.

So I jump in the car and I
Put it in drive and I
Get a real bad craving so I head for your place and
It’s 2am on your front porch steps
You just smile and let me in

Give in, give in to the relapse.
And that rush, oh it comes right back.
And I’ll do whatever you ask
If you push me up against the wall like that.
Give in, give in to those hands.
Oh God, how I missed this bed.
It’s even worse than I thought
But I can quit whenever I want.

And I’ve tried over a hundred times
Quitting you cold turkey,
But you always find a way back to me.
You’ve got me down, memorized by heart.
You know just when to call
When I’m going through withdrawals.

So you jump in the car and you
Put it in drive and you
Get a real bad craving so you head for my place and
It’s 2am on my front porch steps.
I guess we’re both obsessed.

Give in, give in to the relapse.
And that rush, oh it comes right back.
And I’ll do whatever you ask
If you push me up against the wall like that.
Give in, give in to those hands.
Oh God, how I missed this bed.
It’s even worse than I thought
But I can quit whenever I want.

And when you leave me, my friends try to step in.
I spend my life defending your intentions.
And we get so high but I know it can’t last.
‘Cause the higher we get, the harder I crash.

Still I give in, give in to a relapse.
Maybe next time I won’t come back.
But I do whatever you ask
When you push me up against the wall like that.
Give in, give in to those hands.
And oh God, how I missed this bed.
It’s even worse than I thought
But I can quit whenever I want.