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Chris Phirst - Exit Wound Lyrics



Chris Phirst - Exit Wound Lyrics
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Feel the rain
(Seriously, Christian)
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now them feelings deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
Am I playing devil's advocate? Where my guardian angel
I really love deep, so this shit is getting painful
You the caramel apple of my eye, you my hazel
Heart racing, neck and neck, but somebody getting strangled
I can never take a loss, can't lose a argument, it's settled
All that shit you do is child's play, girl, get on my level
Drove over my barbed wire heart, pedal to the metal
She love me, she love me not, picking every last petal
Holding all these tears back, now they falling on my denim
If I'm not ya Spider-Man, Mary Jane, am I Venom?
You Frida Kahlo, how you paint me as the villain
You the salt to my wound, it hurts to see like a lemon
I know there's plenty fish up in the sea, I'm playing goldfish
Revenge is like a dessert, it's best to serve a cold dish
I kept the ball rolling, but now you can hold this
Gotta fight the feeling, it hit different wit' a closed fist
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now them feelings deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
Need to mind ya own business, but for now, keep me company
Top of the morning, I miss those days you was under me
I hate I want you, but I still got the love you need
I can either stop and stay, or I can go and leave
I'm drinking Clase Azul, you taught me to be blue
Caught red-handed, but it's cool, you know that I bleed too
In case of an emergency, tell me can I see you
You playing both sides, but I always chose team you
You a sad girl, it's in ya nature, but I was yo' happy camper
Close the door, you airing dirty laundry from the hamper
Support me like some evidence, girl, don't just tamper
You tried me, but didn't buy me, you just a sampler
Spit it out, we calling a truce, or calling it quits
If a dude put his hands on you, I'm calling a hit
Take two, or replace one, I'm stalling a bit
Mask on, I master emotions, but all in the mix
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now the feeling's deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
On the real, my pride talking, you was really like my peace
The kind that brought tranquility, and the kind used as heat
After I run the street, you the kind to rub my feet
Girl meets boy, but think it's time that you saw my niece
In college, you extra, and I'm extracurricular
I'm partaking in fun, but I want you in particular
I'm a man of my word, like the Bible to a minister
If you move funny, that's yo' last move, finisher
When I move, then you move
Monkey see, monkey do
Am I yo' hubby? You my boo
Don't want no hullabaloo
Buzzing now, oh that's cute, since when did you play kazoo?
I'm bugging out, you seeing who? Don't make me go act a fool
You focusing on school and work
Let's go to Cancun and Turks
Do it better and do it first
Paying attention, you the clerk
Impatient, I'm so anxious, I waited, now show me the worth
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now them feelings deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now them feelings deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
It's hard finding acceptance
With the fact that
If you love someone, you gotta set it free
Nothing lasts forever
You can't keep company
They got they own home, you know
But I'll always be yo' second home
Whenever you feel away
P.S
Love
You
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English

Feel the rain
(Seriously, Christian)
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now them feelings deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
Am I playing devil's advocate? Where my guardian angel
I really love deep, so this shit is getting painful
You the caramel apple of my eye, you my hazel
Heart racing, neck and neck, but somebody getting strangled
I can never take a loss, can't lose a argument, it's settled
All that shit you do is child's play, girl, get on my level
Drove over my barbed wire heart, pedal to the metal
She love me, she love me not, picking every last petal
Holding all these tears back, now they falling on my denim
If I'm not ya Spider-Man, Mary Jane, am I Venom?
You Frida Kahlo, how you paint me as the villain
You the salt to my wound, it hurts to see like a lemon
I know there's plenty fish up in the sea, I'm playing goldfish
Revenge is like a dessert, it's best to serve a cold dish
I kept the ball rolling, but now you can hold this
Gotta fight the feeling, it hit different wit' a closed fist
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now them feelings deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
Need to mind ya own business, but for now, keep me company
Top of the morning, I miss those days you was under me
I hate I want you, but I still got the love you need
I can either stop and stay, or I can go and leave
I'm drinking Clase Azul, you taught me to be blue
Caught red-handed, but it's cool, you know that I bleed too
In case of an emergency, tell me can I see you
You playing both sides, but I always chose team you
You a sad girl, it's in ya nature, but I was yo' happy camper
Close the door, you airing dirty laundry from the hamper
Support me like some evidence, girl, don't just tamper
You tried me, but didn't buy me, you just a sampler
Spit it out, we calling a truce, or calling it quits
If a dude put his hands on you, I'm calling a hit
Take two, or replace one, I'm stalling a bit
Mask on, I master emotions, but all in the mix
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now the feeling's deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
On the real, my pride talking, you was really like my peace
The kind that brought tranquility, and the kind used as heat
After I run the street, you the kind to rub my feet
Girl meets boy, but think it's time that you saw my niece
In college, you extra, and I'm extracurricular
I'm partaking in fun, but I want you in particular
I'm a man of my word, like the Bible to a minister
If you move funny, that's yo' last move, finisher
When I move, then you move
Monkey see, monkey do
Am I yo' hubby? You my boo
Don't want no hullabaloo
Buzzing now, oh that's cute, since when did you play kazoo?
I'm bugging out, you seeing who? Don't make me go act a fool
You focusing on school and work
Let's go to Cancun and Turks
Do it better and do it first
Paying attention, you the clerk
Impatient, I'm so anxious, I waited, now show me the worth
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now them feelings deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
Tryna come back in my ex life, it's better if I exit
I mean, she still my bitch, but not my bitch, real niggas get it
I was the love of ya life, now them feelings deaded
Wrote a few love letters, but they keep on getting shredded
It's hard finding acceptance
With the fact that
If you love someone, you gotta set it free
Nothing lasts forever
You can't keep company
They got they own home, you know
But I'll always be yo' second home
Whenever you feel away
P.S
Love
You
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Writer: Christopher Oard
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Performed By: Chris Phirst
Language: English
Length: 4:33
Written by: Christopher Oard
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