Mírame, mírame, mírame
Mira como ando sin freno,
Mira como es mío el terreno,
Mira que te piden que sueltes,
Mira que allá arriba no hay leyes
Mírame, mírame
I always thought I couldn't go through the sandstorm,
But none of predictions stands tall
I could not help but wonder,
¿Qué es lo que realmente escondes?
Why am I being so obvious?
Maybe i just want you to...
Look at me, look at me, look at me (yeah)
What are you gonna believe,
My heart just wants you to bleed?
I never cared if you breathed,
That whas not part of the deal,
I am not naive like that eve, you see?
I just want to look at my self steem
Tryna conceive, tryna complete
When I'm are around, baby, I wanna leave.
credits
from HOMÉRICA,
released October 16, 2020
Produced by Kyle X
Lyrics and voice by Khái Issis
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