Crisis Mentales
Yeh
Yeh
La Piti, la Pitizion
Venga
Yo sé que nadie dijo que esto iba a ser fácil (no)
Pero es que a mí lo fácil no me gusta
Casi pierdo la oportunidad de llegar hasta ti
Fue casualidad o tal vez causalidad (causalidad)
No lo sé, yo solo sé que tú me tienes
De la cabeza a los pies
Nuestro amor no vino con violines, no (no, no)
Yo no me parezco a la del cine, yeh
Tú me gustas lleno de tatuajes
Y yo te gusto con mis crisis mentales
Eres imperfectamente perfecto pa’ esta mente
Que tú me hiciste brujería
Que te pienso nada más 24 horitas al día
Que te dedico a ti todas mis melodías
Me gustaría que to’a la gente de este mundo (yeh)
Tuvieran un amor así, profundo, profundo
Te juro (créeme)
Que soy mejor desde que tú y yo estamos juntos
Nuestro amor no vino con violines, no
Yo no me parezco a la del cine, yeh
Tú me gustas lleno de tatuajes (oh, oh, oh, oh-oh)
Y yo te gusto con mis crisis mentales
Este amor, amor, es del bueno
Este amor, amor, es del bueno
Este amor, amor, yo contigo me quedo
Fue casualidad o tal vez causalidad
No lo sé, yo solo sé que tú me tienes, yeh
Nuestro amor no vino con violines, no
Yo no me parezco a la del cine (cine), yeh
Tú me gustas lleno de tatuajes
Y yo te gusto con (me quieres con) mis crisis mentales
Este amor, amor, es del bueno
Este amor, amor, es del bueno
Este amor, amor, yo contigo me quedo
Mental Crises
Yeh
Yeh
Pity, petition
Come
I know nobody said this was gonna be easy (no)
But I just don't like easy
I almost missed the chance to get to you
Was it coincidence or maybe causality (causality)
I don't know, I just know you have me
From head to toe
Our love didn't come with violins, no (no, no)
I'm not like the ones in the movies, yeh
I like you all covered in tattoos
And you like me with my mental crises
You're imperfectly perfect for this mind
You put a spell on me
I think of you every single hour of the day
I dedicate all my melodies to you
I wish everyone in this world (yeh)
Had a love like this, deep, deep
I swear (believe me)
I'm better since you and I are together
Our love didn't come with violins, no
I'm not like the ones in the movies, yeh
I like you all covered in tattoos (oh, oh, oh, oh-oh)
And you like me with my mental crises
This love, love, is the good kind
This love, love, is the good kind
This love, love, I'm staying with you
Was it coincidence or maybe causality
I don't know, I just know you have me, yeh
Our love didn't come with violins, no
I'm not like the ones in the movies (movies), yeh
I like you all covered in tattoos
And you like me with (you want me with) my mental crises
This love, love, is the good kind
This love, love, is the good kind
This love, love, I'm staying with you