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I feel...
You're too far to bring you close
and too high to see below
just hanging on your daily dose
I know you never needed anyone
but the rolling papers for your grass
How can you give what you don't have?
You keep on aiming for the top
and quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain
with your hydroponic pot
You start off playing with yourself
you get more fun within your shell
Nice to meet you but i gotta go my way
I'll leave again 'cuz I've been waiting in vain
because you're so in love with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
sounds like a cheap metaphor
So, I won't repeat it no more
I'd rather eat my soup with a fork
or drive a cab in New York
Because to talk to you is harder work
So what's the point of wasting all my words?
if its just the same or even worse
than reading poems to a horse
You start out aiming for the top
and quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain
with your hydroponic pot
I bet you'll find someone like you
'Cuz there's a foot for every shoe
I wish you luck but I've other things to do
so, I'll leave again because I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
if i say my heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
so i won't repeat it no more...
but...
Tell me lies slap me on the face, just...
improvise, do something really clever
that'll make me hate your name forever...
You might swear, you'd never touch a lady
Well, let me say, you're not too far from maybe
everyday you find new ways to hurt me
But i can't help it if I'm just a fool
Always having my heart set on you
'Till the time you start changing the rules
I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes
All this pain begins to feel like pleasure
with my tears, you'd make my sea a desert
Salt my wounds, and I'll keep saying thank you
But i can't help it if I'm just a fool
Always having my heart set on you
'Till the time you start changing the rules
I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes
I'm a fool........
Ay......Mejor....
Ya es hora de esconder del mundo el dolor
bajo la piel
Mas se que estara bien, los gatos como you
caen de pie
NO QUIERO JUGAR MI SUERTO POR TI
no puedo con v pequeña vivir
pronto estare de ti
muy...muy...lejos
Ay me voy otra vez Ahi te dejo Madrid
Tus rutinas de piel y tus ganas de huir
YO NO QUEIRO COBARDES QUE ME HAGAN SUFRIR
Mejor le digo adios a tu boca de anis
Si ya es hora de limpiar
las manchas de miel sobre el mantel
YO NUNCA SUPE ACTUAR
y mis labios se ven... muertos de sed
No queiro dejarlo todo al azar
ENTIENDO QUE HE COMENZADO A ESTORBAR
Pronto estare de ti
muy...muy...lejos
Ay me voy otra vez Ahi te dejo Madrid
Tus rutinas de piel y tus ganas de huir
YO NO QUEIRO COBARDES QUE ME HAGAN SUFRIR
Mejor le digo adios a tu boca de anis
Ay me voy otra vez Ahi te dejo Madrid
Tus rutinas de piel y tus ganas de huir
YO NO QUEIRO COBARDES QUE ME HAGAN SUFRIR
Mejor le digo adios a tu boca de anis
A tu boca de anis....
Si.... eso es
(all words by Shakira Mebarak)
You're too far to bring you close
and too high to see below
just hanging on your daily dose
I know you never needed anyone
but the rolling papers for your grass
How can you give what you don't have?
You keep on aiming for the top
and quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain
with your hydroponic pot
You start off playing with yourself
you get more fun within your shell
Nice to meet you but i gotta go my way
I'll leave again 'cuz I've been waiting in vain
because you're so in love with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
sounds like a cheap metaphor
So, I won't repeat it no more
I'd rather eat my soup with a fork
or drive a cab in New York
Because to talk to you is harder work
So what's the point of wasting all my words?
if its just the same or even worse
than reading poems to a horse
You start out aiming for the top
and quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain
with your hydroponic pot
I bet you'll find someone like you
'Cuz there's a foot for every shoe
I wish you luck but I've other things to do
so, I'll leave again because I've been waiting in vain
But you're so in love with yourself
if i say my heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
so i won't repeat it no more...
but...
Tell me lies slap me on the face, just...
improvise, do something really clever
that'll make me hate your name forever...
You might swear, you'd never touch a lady
Well, let me say, you're not too far from maybe
everyday you find new ways to hurt me
But i can't help it if I'm just a fool
Always having my heart set on you
'Till the time you start changing the rules
I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes
All this pain begins to feel like pleasure
with my tears, you'd make my sea a desert
Salt my wounds, and I'll keep saying thank you
But i can't help it if I'm just a fool
Always having my heart set on you
'Till the time you start changing the rules
I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes
I'm a fool........
Ay......Mejor....
Ya es hora de esconder del mundo el dolor
bajo la piel
Mas se que estara bien, los gatos como you
caen de pie
NO QUIERO JUGAR MI SUERTO POR TI
no puedo con v pequeña vivir
pronto estare de ti
muy...muy...lejos
Ay me voy otra vez Ahi te dejo Madrid
Tus rutinas de piel y tus ganas de huir
YO NO QUEIRO COBARDES QUE ME HAGAN SUFRIR
Mejor le digo adios a tu boca de anis
Si ya es hora de limpiar
las manchas de miel sobre el mantel
YO NUNCA SUPE ACTUAR
y mis labios se ven... muertos de sed
No queiro dejarlo todo al azar
ENTIENDO QUE HE COMENZADO A ESTORBAR
Pronto estare de ti
muy...muy...lejos
Ay me voy otra vez Ahi te dejo Madrid
Tus rutinas de piel y tus ganas de huir
YO NO QUEIRO COBARDES QUE ME HAGAN SUFRIR
Mejor le digo adios a tu boca de anis
Ay me voy otra vez Ahi te dejo Madrid
Tus rutinas de piel y tus ganas de huir
YO NO QUEIRO COBARDES QUE ME HAGAN SUFRIR
Mejor le digo adios a tu boca de anis
A tu boca de anis....
Si.... eso es
(all words by Shakira Mebarak)