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Your Drug

Saramalacara

Tu Droga

Un nuevo tattoo, flores in my room (fuck)
No puedo dejarte, (fuck) la mierda que hice
Robando en el carrefour
Éramos más felices
Baby I miss u, like the first day
Y ahora soy creyente
Como un fisura en rehab
Tengo fe digital
Me van a depositar
Tendría que parar
Yo no sé parar
Sos tan frio, sos tan frío

Ah
Hace tiempo no me siento tan, tan bien
Ah
Tu droga, yo no necesito tu droga
Yo no necesito tu droga
Ah
Necesito tu droga
Ah
Necesito tú

Y aunque sé que estas cosas
Me ponen melancólica
Yo tengo muchas barras
Escribo en figuras retóricas
Y ahora soy creyente
Como un fisura en rehab
Voy ciega en la fiesta
No me para de mirar
Y ahora soy creyente
Es morir o mejorar
Me visto top tier, ahá
Mi ropa le queda mal

Cuando te vas me da un susto
Yo tengo mi gente, mi culto
Muy rápido el cinto, lo ajusto
Mi mente, tengo un holocausto
La primera vez que me dijo
Que le sea fiel como a Cristo
Todavía me acuerdo de su tom ford
Su tom ford, su tom ford
Baby no se porque sos tan frío

Tan frío
Ah
Hace tiempo no me siento tan, tan bien
Ah
Tu droga, yo no necesito tu droga
Yo no necesito tu droga
Ah
Necesito tu droga
Ah
Necesito tu droga

Yo no necesito tu droga
Yo no necesito tu droga
Ah
Necesito tu droga
Ah
Necesito tu droga
Necesito tu droga
Ah, ah
Yo no necesito tu droga
Ah, ah, ah
No necesito tu droga
Ah, ah
Yo no necesito tu droga

Your Drug

A new tattoo, flowers in my room (fuck)
I can't leave you, (fuck) the shit I did
Stealing at the supermarket
We were happier
Baby I miss u, like the first day
And now I'm a believer
Like a junkie in rehab
I have digital faith
They're going to deposit
I should stop
I don't know how to stop
You're so cold, you're so cold

Ah
It's been a long time since I felt so, so good
Ah
Your drug, I don't need your drug
I don't need your drug
Ah
I need your drug
Ah
I need you

And although I know that these things
Make me melancholic
I have many bars
I write in rhetorical figures
And now I'm a believer
Like a junkie in rehab
I go blind at the party
He can't stop looking at me
And now I'm a believer
It's either die or get better
I dress top tier, ah
My clothes don't fit him well

When you leave, it scares me
I have my people, my cult
I quickly tighten the belt
My mind, I have a holocaust
The first time he told me
To be faithful to him like to Christ
I still remember his Tom Ford
His Tom Ford, his Tom Ford
Baby I don't know why you're so cold

So cold
Ah
It's been a long time since I felt so, so good
Ah
Your drug, I don't need your drug
I don't need your drug
Ah
I need your drug
Ah
I need your drug

I don't need your drug
I don't need your drug
Ah
I need your drug
Ah
I need your drug
I need your drug
Ah, ah
I don't need your drug
Ah, ah, ah
I don't need your drug
Ah, ah
I don't need your drug

Escrita por: Ramon Evar Peaguda / Sara Azul Froján / Francisco Tomas Peña