Volando

I enjoy being able to see you even if it's not with me, no
Ours is something apart and the bed was witness
From all that night, from all that moaning
I still hear your voice close to my ear
There are people living ahead, but I haven't moved
I'm still stuck, I've lost my way in your memories
The DM exploded, but I left it on read
My lyrics always have your first and last name
Living with a thousand questions, the pencil without a tip
Of everything I write, ma, you are to blame
I have been paying the same fine for years
You are that evil that I don't know why I like
Not being able to forget you frustrates me
I swear it frustrates me
But if you call me, I'll get there quickly
In La Mercede' I'm capsule-ing
And when you're not here, I keep imagining you
No clothes on my bed, my name screaming
And if you call me, I'll come to you in a flash
In La Mercede' I'm capsule-ing
And when you're not here, I keep imagining you
No clothes on my bed, my name screaming, oh
And if he calls me, I'll drop him off at AMG
Baby, to finish what I left halfway
In bed we made a series but not PG
And even though I walked away
I still see your face when I put it on someone else
If I still have your background wallpaper
I'm swimming in the deep without a life jacket
I feel your heartbeat even if I go deaf
And tell me, how do you heal this pain?
I already washed the sheets, but they still have your smell
And I only ask to feel your warmth again
I've tried a few, but I miss your taste
So if you call me I'll get to you in a flash
Everything is better if you ignore what they are saying
And when you're not here, I keep imagining you
No clothes on my bed, my name screaming, oh-oh