Tanto
Esto no es música, es droga
Tanto glamour y yo ahogándome con su blusa
Tanto placer y yo yéndome con la ilusa
Tanto que ver y yo viendo como me usa
Tanto problema tanta mierda tanta excusa
Tanta miseria girando en la gran esfera
Tanto sudor esparcido por mi remera
Tanto rencor camuflado entre mis ojeras
Tanto temor de que me ame como a cualquiera
Larga espera
¿Quién te espera por la noche?
Shady, shady business, bae
Intranquilos cuatro kilos en el coche
Shady, shady business, bae
Tantas noches frías, tantas oraciones
Tantas ironías, tantas frustraciones
Tantas despedidas, tantas ilusiones
Al menos me queda un tabaco
Volví a caer en lo más puro que hay en tu locura
Volví a perder, aunque esta vez pude estar a
La altura
No me entiendes, pero sabes que mi suerte es oscura
Te defendés como podés la situación es dura
Tantos momentos de los buenos y momentos malos
Tanta pasión, tanta ilusión y sobres de regalo
Tanta familia, tanto amor, tanta gente a mi lado
Tanta verdad para contar me tiene algo estresado
Tanto jugar ya me canso pero sigo jugando
Tanto inhalar me va a matar pero sigo inhalando
La falsedad y la verdad nos fueron lastimando
Tanta fiebre hay en nuestro estilo que te estás quemando
Tantas historias, tanta escoria suelta por el mundo
Tantas victorias y derrotas en el mismo asunto
Tanto ganar para perder en unos segundos
Tanto nadar adentro suyo me ahogué en lo más profundo
So Much
This is not music, it's drugs
So much glamour and me suffocating with her blouse
So much pleasure and me leaving with the naive one
So much to see and me watching how she uses me
So many problems so much shit so many excuses
So much misery spinning in the big sphere
So much sweat spread on my shirt
So much hidden resentment between my dark circles
So much fear of being loved like anyone else
Long wait
Who waits for you at night?
Shady, shady business, bae
Restless four kilos in the car
Shady, shady business, bae
So many cold nights, so many prayers
So many ironies, so many frustrations
So many goodbyes, so many illusions
At least I have a cigarette left
I fell back into the purest thing in your madness
I lost again, but this time I could be
Up to the challenge
You don't understand me, but you know my luck is dark
You defend yourself as you can, the situation is tough
So many good moments and bad moments
So much passion, so much hope and gift envelopes
So much family, so much love, so many people by my side
So much truth to tell has me somewhat stressed
So much playing, I'm tired but I keep playing
So much inhaling will kill me but I keep inhaling
Falsehood and truth have been hurting us
There's so much fever in our style that you're burning
So many stories, so much loose scum in the world
So many victories and defeats in the same matter
So much winning to lose in a few seconds
So much swimming inside you, I drowned in the deepest