sentado aquí,

I feel like I'm about to break down
When I leave here, you won't have me back
I can hardly swallow
When you're around, I just wanna get out of my skin
I have so much faith that you’ll die (eh)
I can't wait to hang with your grandma
I'm almost out of teeth
I can't wait to hang with your grandma

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (yeah)
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Who’s who? Oh

Where are we headed?
I have no signal, not even any balance

They don’t hear me when I sing
It’s not Vogue, don’t bother me on the street, it freaks me out
It’s starting to feel like a competition
Shit got more expensive, they really liked your vibe, yeah
I don’t think you get it
There are people walking here, artists with slow legs
I don’t know what to do to understand what you’re saying
No, don’t talk so much

I’m sitting here, I’m getting tired
If I stay here, I won’t rest
I’m sick, don’t tell me
I’m sick, don’t tell me
I’m sitting here, I’m getting tired
You don’t fit here, there’s no space
That’s good, don’t tell me
Alright, don’t ask me
I’m sitting here, I’m getting tired

Oh-oh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Where are we headed?
I have no signal, not even any balance