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Entre gritos y peleas me marea tu ser
Te pague con la moneda que me pagaste ayer
Nada vuelve, nada queda lo que alguna vez fue
El pibe bueno es el pasado ya no piensa volver

Todos los días en un examen sin la nota final
Mirando si lo que hago está bien o esta mal
Vos encontrando la falla, yo tratando mejorar
Parece no soy la talla con lo que vos esperas

Uoooo
Ya se ha agotado el tiempo
Beba lo lamento
Si lo he dado too'
Por vos siempre estoy tenso
Ya borre tu lienzo

Gastando alcancias, queriendo estar bien
La cama vacía es más fría también
Vos fuiste poesia y tu rima es tan cruel
Que haria a los locos arrancarse su piel
Pusiste la cena, yo saque el mantel
Tu alma me envenena no quiero beber
Me sobran las penas en mis temas se ven
Parece la buena no ven su iceberg

Y se que nunca pude mostrarte
Que a pesar de todo te vi como mi obra de arte
Nada fue suficiente y me volví distante
Y para que alguien me escuche me volví cantante

Yeah yeah
Y ahora me volví cantante
Lo que te escribí rompe el parlante
Me confieso al beat ahora es mi amante
Si fuera por mi no vuelvo al antes
Saque nuestra foto del estante
Y ahora esta con otro en un instante
Mis hermanos piden me levante
Mi cora me dice más adelante

Uoooo
Ya se ha agotado el tiempo
Beba lo lamento
Si lo he dado too'
Por vos siempre estoy tenso
Ya borre tu lienzo

Uoooo
Ya se ha agotado el tiempo
Beba lo lamento
Si lo he dado too'
Por vos siempre estoy tenso
Ya borre tu lienzo

Canvas

Between screams and fights your being makes me dizzy
I paid you back with the coin you paid me yesterday
Nothing returns, nothing remains of what once was
The good kid is in the past, no longer thinking of returning

Every day in an exam without the final grade
Checking if what I do is right or wrong
You finding the fault, me trying to improve
It seems I'm not the size you expect

Uoooo
Time has run out
Baby, I'm sorry
If I gave it all
I'm always tense for you
I erased your canvas

Spending piggy banks, wanting to be okay
The empty bed is also colder
You were poetry and your rhyme is so cruel
That it would make the crazy ones tear off their skin
You set the table, I removed the tablecloth
Your soul poisons me, I don't want to drink
I have too many sorrows, they show in my themes
It seems the good ones don't see their iceberg

And I know I could never show you
That despite everything, I saw you as my work of art
Nothing was enough and I became distant
And to be heard by someone, I became a singer

Yeah yeah
And now I became a singer
What I wrote to you breaks the speaker
I confess to the beat, now it's my lover
If it were up to me, I wouldn't go back to before
I took our photo off the shelf
And now it's with someone else in an instant
My brothers ask me to get up
My heart tells me later

Uoooo
Time has run out
Baby, I'm sorry
If I gave it all
I'm always tense for you
I erased your canvas

Uoooo
Time has run out
Baby, I'm sorry
If I gave it all
I'm always tense for you
I erased your canvas

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