No Trata de Tí

If I say this is not about you
Thoughts are chasing me
My mind starts cursing me
My heart asking, why bother?
If I could easily talk about bling
Tell me, what would I lie about?
What you don't live is better to feel
Relief, I write this, fuck the shit

That feeling burns inside me
I'm not lying, sometimes I don't even feel it
But I remember and I'm already losing
The little sanity I have
And if it was your
Personality or attitude
Sometimes I think that it could
Happen another time

That feeling burns inside me
I'm not lying, sometimes I don't even feel it
But I remember and I'm already losing
The little sanity I have
And if it was your
Personality or attitude
Sometimes I think that it could
Happen another time

I tune in just to throw a few lines
Those that I sometimes let go to see if they relieve me
Like a nicotine-free smoker
I feel you far away and my mind punishes me
But tell me, what have you done to me, girl?
The art of thinking of you and making my pen write (ah)
I won't be the one who takes care of you anymore
But your memory, I've kept it in my backpack (cool)
If you come back and call it deja vu
If there are memories that still scream who you are (boom)
I'm the same but with more light
Just that now I don't have and I write to you under the Moon (boom)
Only I know how to find that rush
The same one I feel every time they light the revolu (flush)
My flows are born in my room
Where you were before but you flew south

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Everything runs slow, yes
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm out of breath
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't even feel myself anymore
I lose focus
I fall into my seat
Baby, I'm sorry
Because I can't stop thinking about you once you look at me
All my dopamine levels rise
The wind hits me, blows the curtain
And along with it, my self-esteem rises, ah
Once you look at me and cup after cup, she throws her clothes
The wind hits me, blows the curtain
And between sheets, there is no shame that stops

That feeling burns inside me
I'm not lying, sometimes I don't even feel it
But I remember and I'm already losing
The little sanity I have
And if it was your
Personality or attitude
Sometimes I think that it could
Happen another time

If I say this is not about you
Thoughts are chasing me
My mind starts cursing me
My heart asking, why bother?
If I could easily talk about bling
Tell me, what would I lie about?
What you don't live is better to feel
Relief, I write this, fuck the shit