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I don't feel like doing anything
Not even playing a show
You were right, my love
Maybe not knowing each other was better
Waiting to see if you call me
But if we do, it will make me worse
Fucking other hoes
Although this shit doesn't taste good

Your clothes are left on my bed
I hugged them to sleep peacefully
I don't want any other
This shit doesn't make sense
And when the stadium is full
And you're not by my side
I'll prefer to turn back time
To sing my songs to you in your ear

You don't know what you want with me
I don't know if I want you now
You don't understand, you leave and come back
And to me, you have me like a fool
Who am I going to sing Calíope to?
I'll look for your face in the stadium
I sign with you confidently
You depend on your mood

Tell me things to my face
If you'll change or your sheets won't let me go
Because now I only find out your shit
When the camera is on
I see our relationship as pages
I sign with closed eyes and tears
It seems like a record label
But I owe my music to you

In private, she acts like nothing
Because I know all her tricks
It makes me angry, always halfway
And everything we plan gets ruined
But if we don't see each other, I miss you
And I'm naked in the web
When I smoke, I get a headache
I'm in the studio, no one fools you, baby

Your clothes are left on my bed
I hugged them to sleep peacefully
I don't want any other
This shit doesn't make sense
And when the stadium is full
And you're not by my side
I'll prefer to turn back time
To sing my songs to you in your ear

I'm missing you, but I'm still angry
So we fight
I feel good when we do
Because if not, we don't talk
And I want to know how my girl is doing
That one is good, but mine is prettier
And I have what she needs

She likes me as I am
She knows no one has my flow
But I didn't take care of her heart
We are very different
Now with Santi everything worked out for us
I'm focused on recording my song
I don't wake up and grab the phone anymore
I can love you healthily

And if I don't feel like doing anything
Not even playing a show
You were right, my love
Maybe not knowing each other was better
Waiting to see if you call me
But if we do, it will make me worse
Fucking other hoes
Although this shit doesn't taste good

Your clothes are left on my bed
I hugged them to sleep peacefully
I don't want any other
This shit doesn't make sense
And when the stadium is full
And you're not by my side
I'll prefer to turn back time
To sing my songs to you in your ear

Your clothes are left on my bed
I hugged them to sleep peacefully, peacefully
I'll make you another song
MACO