Exit

If you don't want to see me again
Why do you bother me if you don't want to?

If you don't want to see me again
Why do you come to the same place?
I'm not leaving from here

If you want to leave, there's the exit
You can write a thesis
To convince yourself that you don't miss me

And you always end up falling
You can't hide
The day I forget about you, it will rain

And you always end up falling
You can't hide
The day I forget about you, it will rain

Today you text me: I want to see you
Tomorrow you wish me death
One day you say: Fuck you
And the next day you write: I love you

Son of a bitch, what is this shit?
Tiny patience, you have nothing sane
Problematic, you don't get it
And we had a couple of beers

Victoria cream with strawberry flavor
A sin that is not confessed
Baby, you're a case and for me it's the bone

You're the flaw in the controversy
You're the cure that makes me sick
You're the virus in the pandemic

And you always end up falling
You can't hide
The day I forget about you, it will rain

And you always end up falling
You can't hide
The day I forget about you, it will rain

You're the lie in the word
You're the witchcraft in the goat
You're the remainder when the number doesn't add up
Son of a bitch, what the hell are you talking to me about?

One day you love me, the next you hate me
You leave my bed and you get philophobia
I changed you for fame and for alcohol

Baby, why up there?, there's no elevator
Don't come down here, I don't want to see you
Go to hell, to Guatapé

You go for the exit, I go on the jet
You with so many curves, that's why I stopped
The outfit was Dior and all Chanel
I've always been Christian, you're Lucifer

If you don't want to see me again
Why do you come to the same place?
I'm not leaving from here (No!)

If you want to leave, there's the exit
You can write a thesis
To convince yourself that you don't miss me

And you always end up falling
You can't hide
The day I forget about you, it will rain

And you always end up falling
You can't hide
The day I forget about you, it will rain

Time puts everything in its place
Every king on his throne and every clown in his circus
God's plan is perfect
Everyone is where they should be

Anuel
Mera, tell me, EQ
Mera tell me, Wain
The untouchables, did you hear, baby?
Brr
Foreign Teck
Mera, tell me, Jordan

(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh)