Piel
Zeballos
Skin
When your breath aligns with mine like in that hotel
And the heartbeats increase until suddenly, both together, they decrease
There are no emotions left that make you feel like you should go with him
Because our hearts only respond well when they meet skin to skin
We knew our thing was wrong and we knew it well
Mom, you know I'm worse than what I show and so are you
So I don't give a damn about the rest, seriously, let them be
But tell me if I bother you, I don't want you as a hostage
Tell me if I get closer and your body gets excited
If there's shit along the way, I swear I'll make it a hundred
I know I'm not perfect and surely worse than him
But let's be honest, I saw how your skin bristled
Better times will come, love, more beautiful times
That even though it's full of errors, I'm in love with it
I'm going to roll our dice until it hits double six
To reveal emotions behind your poker face
Hours in bed, but it seems like a flash
Time doesn't exist, with your nails like daggers on my neck
I give away the fame, the tours, and play dramas because you tell me there's no other king for you
When your breath aligns with mine like in that hotel
And the heartbeats increase until suddenly, both together, they decrease
There are no emotions left that make you feel like you should go with him
Because our hearts only respond well when they meet skin to skin
I know all your exes and I know very well that I don't fit in their profiles
I guess that's why I manage to make you look at me
I could tell you that I don't know that you're one in a thousand
But you're a shark swimming among dolphins
I'm going to play detective, and I need you to turn and parade
Surely there's some crime in that movie star body
I'm going to interrogate you, the rest doesn't exist and you'll confess without me saying 'tell me'
It hurts even though I pretend it bothers me
I prefer not to talk to you even though I know you answer me
You don't get lost even when I get lost and go partying
You have control over the court like Don Iniesta
A direct arrow to the heart, a stray bullet
The best of my lines on a napkin
It's been fifty days since the goodbye
And I don't understand it, I swear I saw you yesterday, mom
When your breath aligns with mine like in that hotel
And the heartbeats increase until suddenly, both together, they decrease
There are no emotions left that make you feel like you should go with him
Because our hearts only respond well when they meet skin to skin (mommy)
When your breath aligns with mine like in that hotel (hotel)
And the heartbeats increase until suddenly, both together, they decrease
There are no emotions left that make you feel like you should go with him (that's how it was)
Because our hearts only respond well when they meet skin to skin (skin to skin, eh-eh)