Algo Personal
Vos tenés algo personal
Tenés algo que no está en la gente común
Ey, vos vivís la vida al azar
Pero no te dejás llevar por ser fashion o cool
Cuando llega la noche no vamos a ningún lugar
Todo lo que quiero está acá
Oh, mi amor, me vas a matar
Oh, mi amor, me vas a llevar
De la cama al ataúd
De la cama al ataúd
Oh, mi amor, me vas a matar
Oh, mi amor, me vas a llevar
De la cama al ataúd
De la cama al ataúd
Vos sabés hacerme disfrutar
Y me ayudas a no pensar en todo lo que nos duele
Y si mañana nos come la ciudad
Es bueno saber de alguien más que al menos te entiende
Cuando llega la noche la gente sale a bailar
Sólo pienso en dónde te voy a levantar
Oh, mi amor, me vas a matar
Oh, mi amor, me vas a llevar
De la cama al ataúd
De la cama al ataúd
Oh, mi amor, me vas a matar
Oh, mi amor, me vas a llevar
De la cama al ataúd
De la cama al ataúd
Uh, es bueno saber que
Siempre hay alguien como vos
Esperándote
Empezamos a registrar
La pasión de nuestras guerras
Sos la estrella en mi celular
Movés la sangre en mis venas
No se trata de fidelidad
Compromisos, ni histerias
Sos sólo una amiga más
Sin temores ni reservas
Oh, mi amor, oh, mi amor
Oh, mi amor, oh, mi amor
Oh, mi amor, me vas a matar
Oh, mi amor, me vas a llevar
De la cama al ataúd
De la cama al ataúd
Something Personal
You have something personal
You have something that is not in common people
Hey, you live life by chance
But you don't let yourself be carried away by being fashionable or cool
When night comes we don't go anywhere
Everything I want is here
Oh, my love, you're going to kill me
Oh, my love, you're going to take me
From the bed to the coffin
From the bed to the coffin
Oh, my love, you're going to kill me
Oh, my love, you're going to take me
From the bed to the coffin
From the bed to the coffin
You know how to make me enjoy
And you help me not to think about everything that hurts us
And if tomorrow the city consumes us
It's good to know someone else who at least understands you
When night comes people go out to dance
I only think about where I'm going to pick you up
Oh, my love, you're going to kill me
Oh, my love, you're going to take me
From the bed to the coffin
From the bed to the coffin
Oh, my love, you're going to kill me
Oh, my love, you're going to take me
From the bed to the coffin
From the bed to the coffin
Uh, it's good to know that
There's always someone like you
Waiting for you
We start to record
The passion of our wars
You're the star on my phone
You move the blood in my veins
It's not about fidelity
Commitments, or hysterics
You're just another friend
Without fears or reservations
Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, oh, my love
Oh, my love, you're going to kill me
Oh, my love, you're going to take me
From the bed to the coffin
From the bed to the coffin