De Tripas Corazón

Blake

From Guts to Heart

Air with a scent of forgetfulness, that's how it's been
I'm talking about feeling, not crying over what you haven't lived
I’ve got half my mind constantly on edge
I write because love is blind but not deaf, my friend
I keep opening up, this is fate
From guts to heart, making lyrics without asking
It's not enough to write about a boom clap, just look at me
With a dead heart, with songs that never die
It hurts, it hurts
Writing hurts me, I lose my mind more than my papers
Quiet as an automaton, the air here is rotten
Tired of "I love you"
And then saying "I wasn't the one"
I don’t measure my words, I weigh them
A fucking crazy obsessed with kisses that get under your skin
And that’s not seen, it’s sensed, it’s created, it’s destroyed
I dedicate myself to putting lyrics to what they run from, man
What do they expect me to believe?
I’ve lost my reasons but never my ideas
I’ve danced with the ugliest, I’ve smiled even at the devil
And they want to compare my music to that
Damn
Sometimes I wonder what the hell I’m doing here
What’s in it for me in all this?
Sometimes I want to have you in front of me and just let go
Sometimes I hate myself more than the one who hates me
I don’t want anything, nothing, nothing from tomorrow
If they leave my life, it’s for a reason, let them go
I don’t want anything from you, if you don’t see it, it’s fine
I just write looking at the moon from this bed
I don’t want anything, nothing, nothing from tomorrow
I just write looking at the moon and I fly
It’s been a while since I learned not to sit and wait
My soul is smoke, fire doesn’t warm me anymore

My head’s gonna explode, this voice won’t shut up
Fucking rage, let it go, I turn it into guts and heart
My head’s gonna explode, this voice won’t shut up
Fucking rage, let it go, I turn it into guts and heart

I can’t stop thinking even if it hurts, even if it hurts me
It’s better not to look and still it blinds me, it blinds me without opening my eyes
No matter how much weight you put on it, your words fly
They veil, but they stay in my mind
They stay, they don’t know it’s cold until the heart freezes
I don’t know the reason but this hibernation doesn’t end
It no longer sees the exit and freezes me, I don’t know how to get out and I don’t care
Made of wax, I feel like my guts are made of wax
And what was that about swearing by you, what was it?

Tell me what the hell it was
Tell me what the hell it was, tell me
I can’t stop thinking even if it hurts
Tell me what the hell it was, tell me

I’ll be honest if you’re afraid of love
It’s normal, you’re afraid of your own fear
I’ve seen death, what I haven’t seen is heaven
I believe in God less than goodbye, then I come back dead
What more would you want, MC?
To do what I do in rap, you’d have to be born ten times
From my core, music grows and traps me
Cry, heart, cry silver tears
I’ve lost so much for risking so little
How beautiful it is to be an artist, right? And how bad it is to be crazy, if it’s the same
What do they know, what do they know, what do they know?
If it’s the same
What do they know, what do they know, what do they know?
If it’s the same

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