exile.

[Instrumental/Vocalizing In]
[Break]
Hitting me in waves, don't know where it comes from –
it never hits the same without you, but this ain't 'bout you, no.
All I feel is a way, and I couldn't explain it, no –
or why I'm wanting you like I do, but this ain't 'bout you.
It's about me, and mine – always distracted, working on honesty.
With you, and I – just can't afford it, but can't leave it behind, it's.
Making me look stupid now, no, making me look dumb (dumb, dumb)..
Hadn't had it as good since you, and you don't want me like I want you –
right now, it feels like hell.
It's too hard for me, could never just leave, when you're hard in me – I.

[Instrumental/Transition]
[Break]
Maybe I made it harder – how was I supposed to,
know what you're going through.
And you seemed so much softer – so unlike the others,
had to hold onto you.
Was it selfish, not my intention – if I offended, no, I didn't mean it –
who I knew then, don't know what happened – what happened.
Cut me out of your life, not even a goodbye –
wonder if you think of me, do I ever cross your mind.
And just how many times, you ever thought to fight –
feelings that you couldn't have, while mine were exiled.

[Instrumental/Vocalizing Out]
Exiled..
Exiled..

written by; derrick russell jones.
produced by; lowtyde + vitals.
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