Tus Besos (feat. Oscu)

I got a post-vacation depression that I can't even believe
And a feeling of being so high that I get dizzy
Because this life is a mess
I'm late everywhere, I go in handsome and come back ugly

I'm friends with the owner, I smoke inside
I enter quietly and serious, in player mode
If you want, I'll show you, put on sunglasses
And we'll go far away to escape the pressure

It was your kisses
And that face that has me trapped
Not the lights or the excesses
That have me almost in the bones

It was your kisses
And that face that has me trapped
Not the lights or the excesses
That have me almost in the bones
It was your kisses

I who was seeing double and I see you twice as beautiful
What life gives me sometimes also kills me
This would also hook you if one day you get it
I feel the adrenaline and the tin can circles under my eyes

Now you screw yourself and deal with it, I tell you
I break the mirror like a stranger
I behave badly, I blame Cupid
But you know damn well how I look at you

And in the room I have the suitcases from the last concert
And one in the checkout of any hotel downtown
I see any city, I don't even know which one when I wake up
I look around paranoid because I can't find you

It was your kisses
And that face that has me trapped
Not the lights or the excesses
That have me almost in the bones

It was your kisses
And that face that has me trapped
Not the lights or the excesses
That have me almost in the bones
It was your kisses

And that face that has me trapped
Not the lights or the excesses
That have me almost in the bones
It was your kisses

And that face that has me trapped
Not the lights or the excesses
That have me almost in the bones
It was your—