Humanos

I don't understand anything about humans
Behavior of lovers and then we kill each other
And the truth is that I won't be able to endure more without that sincerity
That those hazel eyes threw at me

What we created yesterday was a thing for both of us
That we didn't know how to take care of
That I don't want you to see that my mind has lost more
And what I want you to say are the things you never said yesterday
That you open up and let me see you well

Drug in real size, you're my infernal Prada
Because it has to be a 'it would be fine' and not a 'it will be'
You try to condition my emotional part
That is breaking bit by bit and won't stick back together

This story began with the hands
That you touch me, I touch you and damn the mess we make
Don't ask for more than what this body can give you
And I know what you want, but not to give it to you fully
And what I want you to say are the things you never said yesterday
That you love me and that you know how to open up well

Drug in real size, you're my infernal Prada
Because it has to be one, it would be fine and one won't be
You try to condition my emotional part
That is breaking bit by bit and won't stick back together

And won't stick back together
And won't stick back together
And won't stick back together

We won't stick together anymore
You on your side and let me fly