Tregua (part. El Hombre Viento y Xavibo)
Aún vivo con tu energía
Te imagino a mí lado dormida
La tormenta es pensar que es otro el que se ríe con tus tonterías
Qué curioso el tiempo, al final te hace odiar a quien tanto querías
Seguro que jodes con quien me dijiste que jamás joderías
Yo con nadie discuto en el coche
Ya nadie me menciona en memes
¿Dónde está el de buenas noches?
Pa' dormirnos con la tele
No es que no quiera llamarte
Es que no puedo verte
No es que no quiera encontrarte
Es que me ha da'o por perderte
Te pienso cachondo, ya no me entiendo
Me lo enciendo a ver si se apaga el mundo
Yo que te canto to' lo que siento
Yo que me lanzo si estamos juntos
Sé lo que guardo, no lo que tengo
Sé lo que valgo, no lo que vendo
Después de joder mi autoestima con otro
Justo al mismo tiempo nadie me ilusiona
Veo de lejos la trampa, y ya no le funciona
Lo comparo todo el rato y ya na' me impresiona
Será que sus fallos son todas las frases subraya'as del libro
Para que las tenga en cuenta por si quisiera volver a repetirlo
Si te cansas de mirar tú por los dos
Siempre me quedaré yo
Siempre me quedaré yo, oh-oh, oh-oh
Si te cansas de ser tregua en mi dolor
Qué remedio, me cubro yo
Qué remedio, me cubro yo
Truce (feat. El Hombre Viento and Xavibo)
I still live with your energy
I imagine you asleep by my side
The storm is thinking that someone else is laughing at your nonsense
How curious time is, in the end it makes you hate the one you loved so much
Surely you mess around with the one you told me you would never mess with
I don't argue with anyone in the car
No one mentions me in memes anymore
Where's the 'good night' message?
To fall asleep with the TV on
It's not that I don't want to call you
It's that I can't see you
It's not that I don't want to find you
It's that I've started to lose you
I think about you horny, I don't understand myself anymore
I light it up to see if the world turns off
I sing to you everything I feel
I throw myself if we're together
I know what I keep, not what I have
I know my worth, not what I sell
After messing with my self-esteem with someone else
At the same time, no one excites me
I see the trap from afar, and it no longer works
I compare everything all the time and nothing impresses me anymore
Maybe their mistakes are all the underlined phrases in the book
So that they take them into account in case they want to repeat them
If you get tired of looking out for both of us
I will always be here
I will always be here, oh-oh, oh-oh
If you get tired of being a truce in my pain
I have no choice but to cover myself
I have no choice but to cover myself