Estrés y Cables Lyrics – JIME
Singer: JIME
Title: Estrés y Cables
Otra vez en el Bahúl eh (Eh, eh)
Me jodo sola bebo sola la niña no llora
Mira mi cara: tara escrito no es broma
No sé salir del negro joder no veo el rosa
Me vuelvo a casa con la luna y sin tu boca, yo
Fumo tumbada tosiendo mariposas
Y para que tienen alas si salen con ellas rotas
Quiero de lo que me dabas me he vuelto una caprichosa
Si no sale como quiero me quiebro y rompo las cosas
La cara oculta la loca canta sin ropa en su casa
Tu beso duele, me corta no quiero pero me atrapa
Me salió cara la trampa y еso que tú eras la rata
No quiero cosеr el roto me jodo y me abro otra lata
f#ck that (f#ck that)
Vivo en el dark side bebo el doble no estás
A las seis de la mañana na’ me quita el malestar
Cara larga por la plaza por la casa por pensar en
Estrés y Cables, eh, pesadillas y calambres
Estoy dentro del juego como un hacker
No sé dónde buscar amor stalker
De momento la paz me queda grande
No logro recordar como era el baile
No hay plan b, eh (No lo hay 〈.?.〉)
Se fue el amor y vino el arte
Ni estando bien me quedo aparte
Vuelvo con ansia me duermo sin hash ya
Pongo a bailar a muertos en tiempos de pascuas
Morí hace mucho pero mi cuerpo no marcha
Mancho de negro todo por falta de blanca, yo
Cena barata no bachata
Pinta rayas para no ver las vallas
Mi parte mala me mata
Tu parte mata me raja
La parca espera sentada
No tiene curro en mi casa
La droga lo hizo por ella
Yo remate la jugada
Lo siento mamá se acaba
Llevo una estaca clavada
Mi dolor nunca se acaba
Ya no me estanco por nada
Porfa que valga la pena
No tengo cambio en monedas
Apuestos todo y te largas
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Estrés y Cables – English Translation
Again at the Bahul EH (EH, EH)
I f#ck alone I drink alone the girl does not cry
Look my face: Tara writing is not a joke
I don’t know how to get out of black f#ck I don’t see the pink
I go home with the moon and without your mouth, I
I smoke up coughing butterflies
And for them to have wings if they go out with them broken
I want what you gave me I have become a capricious
If it doesn’t come out as I want I break and break things
The hidden face the crazy sings without clothes at home
Your kiss hurts, I cut me I don’t want but it catches me
I was expensive for the trap and еso that you were the rat
I don’t want cosеr the brokenness and I open another can
f#ck That (f#ck That)
I live in the Dark Side I drink the double you are not
At six in the morning na ‘takes my discomfort
Long face through the square for the house for thinking about
Stress and cables, huh, nightmares and cramps
I’m inside the game like a hacker
I don’t know where to look for love Stalker
At the moment peace is great for me
I can’t remember what the dance was like
There is no plan B, huh (there is no 〈?.〉)
Love left and art came
Not even right is separate
I get back eagerly sleep without hash now
I start dancing dead in Easter times
I died a long time but my body does not go
Black Mancho all due to lack of white, me
Cheap dinner no bachata
Paint stripes not to see the fences
My bad side kills me
Your part kills me
The grim hope sitting
It has no work in my house
The drug did it for her
I finish the play
Sorry mom ends
I carry a stake stuck
My pain never ends
I no longer stagnate for anything
Please worthwhile
I have no change in coins
I bet everything and long
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Lyrics JIME – Estrés y Cables
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