I want to see you tonight
Just to tell you the truth
Because I really can not stand it, I can not stand it anymore
I do not know if you're in love
Or the one who wrapped himself was me
I've been trying for a while
But I keep hitting reality
I do not know if it's your fault
Or the culprit is still me
Because you still like me
What are you doing
You do it in evil
And it is not normal that when
She climbs on me
I closed my eyes to imagine your face
I can not do more with this double life
It is assumed that this will not happen
If she treats me well, she irons me and cooks me
Because my heart does not feel anything
But the answer is so simple
And it is supposed that this will not happen
When
She climbs on me
I close my eyes to imagine your face
I can not do more with this double life
It is assumed that this will not happen
If she treats me well, she irons me and cooks me
Because my heart does not feel anything
But the answer is so simple
And it is supposed that this will not happen
I want to get you out of my story
But when I tried it I feel
That the story gets longer
One must do everything he dares
And I'm still innocent even if they prove it to me
I do not lie to you that I'm still your man
Although at night it scares me
That I missed your name in bed
When I feel your voice calling me
But I know you're another one that brought me fame
If she cooks me, she washes me, irones me
He goes on Sundays with me in the boat
Today I come to tell you that I do not play anymore on your court
And I do not know what to do because he always asks me for revenge
And it is not normal that when
She climbs on me
I closed my eyes to imagine your face
I can not do more with this double life
It is assumed that this will not happen
If she treats me well, she irons me and cooks me
Because my heart does not feel anything
But the answer is so simple
And it is supposed that this will not happen
When
She climbs on me
I close my eyes to imagine your face
I can not do more with this double life
It is assumed that this will not happen
If she treats me well, she irons me and cooks me
Because my heart does not feel anything
But the answer is so simple
And it is supposed that this will not happen
I'm no longer pleasing her when she craves
Restaurants, no luxuries, no red flowers
For the day the happy pa do not take me
But at night I miss my redhead
It's a fictional love and I do not even caress it
Little by little I feel that the building falls
You're the one who understands me when I'm
Out of Kisio and the one who rescues me when
I go to the precipice
Because of you, I got into your game
I do not feel anything anymore I have to accept
That you have me wrong and now you want it to fall
Again I want you
I have to put up with it, I can not fail baby
Pusho The MVP
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Frank fusion
The illusion
Baby this is the reality
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