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Bring To The Chest

ELENA ROSE

Trago Al Pecho

Me jugaste sucio como los chico 'e Detroit
Fuiste nene chiquito y yo fui tu Game Boy
No entendía los oleros hasta hoy
Qué ilusa hoy

Yo que pensé que esto era para siempre, pero pa' siempre te fuiste (te fuiste)
Ahora 'toy en el balcón, solo yo, escuchando cancione' triste' (solo yo, solo yo)
Porque no sé si me dejaste de querer o nunca me quisista (oh-oh, eh-eh)
El trago me lo pego al pecho a ver si yo le bajo al golpe que me diste (me diste)

Po-Po-Por la ciudad
Coca y fernet, escuchando rap
Y en el Miller fuimo' un equipazo'
Lástima que no ganamo' na', como el PSG (yeah-eh)
No 'toy llorando, no, no venga' tú
Fue que en el ojo me cayó champú
Va a salir el sol, de fondo sonando Sean Paul
Yo sé que no me voy a dormir y que lo nuestro se acabó
Le pido a Diosito que te dé salud
Mientra' que me abro otro Casaluz

Yo que pensé que esto era para siempre, pero pa' siempre te fuiste
Ahora 'toy en el balcón, solo yo, escuchando cancione' triste'
Porque no sé si me dejaste de querer o nunca me quisista (oh-oh, eh-eh)
El trago me lo pego al pecho a ver si yo le bajo al golpe que me diste

Eres un cabrón (mmm)
Un cabrón
Eres un cabrón
Un cabrón

No, no
ELENA ROSE
Dímelo, Mazarri
Taiko
Eres un cabrón
Eres, eres

Bring To The Chest

You played me dirty like the boys from Detroit
You were a little boy and I was your Game Boy
I didn't understand the signs until today
How naive I was

I thought this was forever, but you left for good (you left)
Now I'm on the balcony, just me, listening to sad songs (just me, just me)
Because I don't know if you stopped loving me or never loved me (oh-oh, eh-eh)
The drink hits me in the chest to see if I can lessen the blow you gave me (you gave me)

Through the city
Coke and fernet, listening to rap
And at Miller we were a great team
Too bad we didn't win anything, like PSG (yeah-eh)
I'm not crying, no, don't come
It was shampoo that got in my eye
The sun will come out, with Sean Paul playing in the background
I know I won't sleep and that our thing is over
I ask God to give you health
While I open another Casaluz

I thought this was forever, but you left for good
Now I'm on the balcony, just me, listening to sad songs
Because I don't know if you stopped loving me or never loved me (oh-oh, eh-eh)
The drink hits me in the chest to see if I can lessen the blow you gave me

You're an asshole (mmm)
An asshole
You're an asshole
An asshole

No, no
ELENA ROSE
Tell me, Mazarri
Taiko
You're an asshole
You are, you are

Escrita por: Spread LOF / Elena Rose / Daniel Rondon