Retrato (feat. BCN)

I'm thinking about forgetting you for a while
Composing a tango that you dance in 4
Your voodoo doesn't bother me, your portraits do
Turning off the light won't dim my intact ego

I lack tact when I feel the edge
I swear more than one devil knows my name
They have to see me doubled over to be sure
Today I ate some mushrooms, I see you distorted

I'm smoking until I touch the clouds
Imagining myself on a podium where I've never been
This is for love of hate and fire in your virtues
Missing the paradise where I once walked

And half doped I think of you twice
I'm all dizzy, all disgusted with Dobel
My heart all shattered by a huge ego
And a desire to see her that bothers me daily

I dominate all my chakras, I'm going to reach the sky
If my team enters the field, I feel complete
I didn't come for revenge or to endure your jealousy
After seeing the avalanche, I felt small

I'm an aged cut, an old wine
Cheers to those afternoons when you saved my skin
I hate your smile and what I see in the mirror
But for the bad times, I haven't complained in a while

You know? And because I've been silent for a while
But questioning everything
I like the monotony
I enjoy the fresh air
I really like singing about my experiences

And even more when it's music that came from the minds of my brothers
Yes, the drums belong to Mr. Cristo Nuñez
Believe me, we'll meet very soon in some nearby galaxy
Because there you were the last time I decided to use you as a muse

I enjoy the guitars in the morning, coffee in the evening, long sunrises
Playing with my dogs, your perfume, you know? And I could spend the whole day entertained with the scent of your hair