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letra de exile - chrispyd

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[intro]
it’s ok if you hate it
i’d understand
try to let it go but you should

[chorus]
leave me alone in exile i’ll be over here
least meanwhile everything that i do seems futile
envious whenever i see you smile
hard to be happy when others succeed
not just to say what it means to be me
it is what it is so i say “c’est la vie”
but i don’t forget if we ever had beef

[post-chorus]
i cannot control the way that i am
i’m a sore loser of sorts
i get competitive and
it’s ok if you hate it
i’d understand
try to let it go but you should know that i can’t

[verse 1]
said it getting bitter, i should go get and famous
all the time i waste on an everyday basis
got the type of town that can take a kid places
but i am yet to harness it while others start to make it

i get jealous, i’m jealous
what else can i say?
i want it all and i want it today
i get distracted when others get made
i can’t help myself out, you should stay far away

[chorus]
please leave me alone in exile i’ll be over here
least meanwhile everything that i do seems futile
envious whenever i see you smile
hard to be happy when others succeed
not just to say what it means to be me
it is what it is so i say “c’est la vie”
but i don’t forget if we ever had beef

[post-chorus]
i cannot control the way that i am
i’m a sore loser of sorts
i get competitive and
it’s ok if you hate it
i’d understand
try to let it go but you should know that i can’t

[verse 2]
passive-aggressive, a little obsessive
ask, “why is it you that the game has accepted?”
don’t get it, i sweat it, i’ve been losing sleep
tossing and turning the past couple weeks

it’s dreadful, so dreadful
what else can i do?
complain on the track when i step in the booth
it’s one of those days when i can’t hear the truth
i guess jealousy stems from wanting to be you

[chorus]
please leave me alone in exile i’ll be over here
least meanwhile everything that i do seems futile
envious whenever i see you smile
hard to be happy when others succeed
not just to say what it means to be me
it is what it is so i say “c’est la vie”
but i don’t forget if we ever had beef

[post-chorus]
i cannot control the way that i am
i’m a sore loser of sorts
i get competitive and
it’s ok if you hate it, i’d understand
try to let it go but you should know that i can’t

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