En Bajo Perfil

I stop at Pcan to get LM, condoms, Tropis, rolling papers
She writes to me that it was a surprise and that I didn't get condoms, that this month she put on the ring
She chose me, she did it even though they had forbidden it
Asking for borrowed cars to keep it clandestine
Paying flights and flights that we can't afford
Don't worry, darling, if we don't have it with us
We already have a name for the collective, let's call it Broke Kids
We're screwed, but wait two years, that's all I ask of you

Taking the keys from the hallway cabinet
Hide them well, no one can find out
She chose me, she did it even though they had forbidden it
She chose me, and she was by my side from the beginning
We always see each other at the mua
Always on the run to the mua
Always fucking, always smoking
Always, always, always at the mua
Always incognito at the mua
Always looking for each other at the mua
Always scheming, always goofing off
Always always always in
Low profile
In low profile
Always, always, always
In low profile

Pouring half a gram of white on the iPhone screen
Thinking about how things have changed in the last year
She chose me, even though we had to be apart
How ironic is it that it's the reason why it ended?
From January to summer, arranging to see each other every two months
July to Merzouga, in August to Lanza and to The Hague in September
Fucking until she came three times and smoking that joint
We thought it would always be like this
But I live with the fact that I screwed you forever

Taking the keys from the hallway cabinet
Hide them well, no one can find out
She chose me, she did it even though they had forbidden it
She chose me, and she was by my side from the beginning
We always see each other at the mua
Always on the run to the mua
Always fucking, always smoking
Always, always, always at the mua
Always incognito at the mua
Always looking for each other at the mua
Always scheming, always goofing off
Always always always in
Low profile
In low profile
Always, always, always
In low profile