10:10 (feat. Xavi Jordan)

I have to confess that my pride is killing me
And even though I want to talk to you, I'm not going to call you
It can't be normal to want to live in the past
In my head the replay, seeing what went wrong

Because I don't understand, baby, at what moment
Our present became a memory
I have you in mind baby, I even dream about you
How do I explain that I'm not going back?

I'm going to New York, so I can forget you
Because in the streets of Miami, your memory is
Another song I write and I'm not going to send you
But you're going to listen to your new shorty is my fan

I'm going to New York to be able to forget you
Because in the streets of Miami, your memory is
Another song I write and I'm not going to send you
But you're gonna listen to her, your new shorty is my fan

I'm going to New York to be able to forget you
Another song I write and I'm not going to send you
But you're going to hear it, your new shorty is my

To God, I pray
Don't have to stay again
To God, I pray that your egg doesn't stop

Every time I go out and I see
Substance' on the table and I always dare
I miss you, even though I know I shouldn't
But always another man I try it

My bad, you didn't know how to do it
You gave it back to me and it was your turn to lose
If you check your friend's cell phone
There are videos of me fucking him

I came into your life and you only used me as a shortcut
And I gave you everything and you sent it to hell
You want to come back, I don't fall that low
And while you are downcast

Bass in the disco
And everyone who has seen me
Says: Keep moving
Keep moving

But I go down to the disco
And everyone who has seen me
Says: Keep moving
You keep moving

I'm going to New York to be able to forget you
Because in the streets of Miami, your memory is
Another song I write and I'm not going to send you
But you're gonna listen to her, your new shorty is my fan

I'm going to New York to be able to forget you
Another song I write and I'm not going to send you

I have to confess to you
My pride is killing me
And even though I want to talk to you
I'm not going to call you

It can't be normal
Wanting to live in the past
In my head the replay
Seeing what went wrong