De Trips Corazón

Your retina will detach from reading my moves
Don't let routine kill us, I'll devour your feelings
I'm looking closely inside
I'll burn you with fine gunpowder

I've lost my mind, heart trips
Good things are coming
I've come back to ruin the occasion
I've already apologized

I saw myself silent
Feeding the lung
All numb
Talking to my room

No one by my side
I write and at midnight the sun rises
No wonder I look upset, if you come without greeting to ask for fire to light my joint
I can doubt you, like Alvaro and Julian, I have two bullets

I don't look back, I forgive but I don't forget
I pretend with a whistle to death
I took a breath, it seems like wasted time, a minute of silence, a thousand ideas or something similar
I resurrect the next day, in the name of God I've come to get possessed

I love you, like I want to let you go
I'm empty and this cold only freezes me
It's discussions for peace, there are no treaties that treat me
No one can treat me, I make war

I'm too much of a bone for that b*tch
I want to play but I'm the dog they don't dare to tame
I smell them, the cat on the roof by my grandfather
If they cross the line, I'll be the one crossing it, I don't want to reach heaven
I haven't thought about it, there's no press conference but there are wheels and pressed joints