Odiarte

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Why do you make me dream first
And then leave me to die?
I don’t know why you talk to me about love
When all you do is make me suffer

I don’t know why I bother loving you
When I should be hating you
You make me feel like a coward
Not knowing what decision to make
I don’t know why I bother loving you
When I should be hating you
You make me feel like a coward
Not knowing what decision to make

Ah, ah

I believed in the illusion that we could make it
If necessary, I’ll move to another place
I’ll erase everything to avoid suffering or remembering
Without you, I’ll be just fine because with you, I’m so damn bad

The masochist is gone, now I think of me
With everyone, I’m more selfish, I’m Barça, not Real
But I like to be realistic
I like your act, you pull off the artist thing well

Empty words, meaningless promises
May God forgive you, I’m not the chosen one
It’s a lie that I’ll be in pain my whole life
And I know I won’t die if I don’t come back to you

I ignored many for believing in your lies
I’m here for you, that’s why you neglect me so much
You took advantage, yeah, I wasted my breath
Telling everyone you were the love of my life

I don’t know why I bother loving you
When I should be hating you
You make me feel like a coward
Not knowing what decision to make
I don’t know why I bother loving you
When I should be hating you
You make me feel like a coward
Not knowing what decision to make

And even though I miss you more than ever, I promise not to come back
You didn’t value me and I had you on a pedestal
They warned me, I looked at you and turned to salt

I gave myself to you, gave everything for you
I dreamed it was for you, for you, I did everything for you
I learned from the experience, not to love, not to feel
You built something you knew you were going to destroy

Whoever loves you doesn’t hurt you or live in lies
Be careful not to see you suffer
But I loved you and you hurt me
It was all a deception and I say deception

Because you first make me dream
And then leave me to die
I don’t know why you talk to me about love
When all you do is make me suffer

I don’t know why I bother loving you
When I should be hating you
You make me feel like a coward
Not knowing what decision to make
I don’t know why I bother loving you
When I should be hating you
You make me feel like a coward
Not knowing what decision to make

Boza, I call myself
Faster El Sharaawy
Welcome to the world of the sad smile
Paranoia, vertigo, and melancholy
This is RB
The resistance, babe