Hay algo en ti que no me gusta
Voy a confesar que si me asusta que
Estás en todos los detalles yo soy la que cae y vos me tenés
Hasta que Dios me rescata y veo tras tu cara la de Lucifer
Dije que ya no era Cruz Roja
Pero al final saqué el diploma en
Cardióloga, cirujana y un master en ciencias de la humanidad
Pero como estaba loco no cursé psiquiatra no pude ayudar
Siendo músico productor
Nunca escuché una letra hecha por vos
Siempre quise saber que pensabas
No era más que porque me importabas
Benadryl y mi ubicación
Palermo a las 6 y en mi habitación
Viste que en mis pies había heridas
Las mismas que un día me harías
The Truman Show activado
Y yo viviendo en tu juego
Tu mente un excel perfecto siempre calculando con cara de bueno
Debo decir que lloré
Duele aceptar que te amé
Siempre tan fiel, pero no
Tu no eras fiel, no
Quiero que, todo esto sea una mentira pero
No yo en el fondo lo sabia de antes
Ahora lo mostraste tu
No eras mi ángel
Ya nadie te va a creer
Que, siendo músico productor
Nunca escuche una letra hecha por vos
Siempre quise saber que pensabas
No era mas que porque me importabas
Siendo espejo de lo que soy
Rápido escalaste a mi alrededor
Fui a la única que le importabas
Que esa parte si te quede clara
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28minimal – Muévelo para mi
Xenon – Fake Love
Músico Productor Lyrics English
There is something in you that I don’t like
I’m going to confess that if I am scared that
You are in all the details I am the one that falls and you have me
Until God rescues me and I see behind your face that of Lucifer
I said it was no longer a Red Cross
But in the end I took the diploma in
Cardiologist, Surgeon and a Master in Humanity Sciences
But since I was crazy I did not study psychiatrist I couldn’t help
Being a producer musician
I never listened to a letter made by you
I always wanted to know what you thought
It was nothing more than because I cared
Benadryl and my location
Palermo at 6 and in my room
You saw that in my feet there were injuries
The same as one day you would
The Truman Show activated
And I live in your game
Your mind a perfect excel always calculating with a good face
I must say that I cried
It hurts to accept that I loved you
Always so faithful, but not
You were not faithful, no
I want all this to be a lie but
Not me in the background I knew it before
Now you showed you
You weren’t my angel
No one is going to believe
That, being a producer musician
I never listen to a letter made by you
I always wanted to know what you thought
It was nothing more than because I cared
Being a mirror of what I am
Fast you climbed around me
I went to the only one you cared
That part if you are clear
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Mechi Lambre Lyrics – Músico Productor