Lyrics and translation
Original
Pienso demasiado, pienso demasiado.
Nada bueno por aquí. Me estreso demasiado y pienso demasiado.
Mami, ninguna se parece a ti. Tú llegaste de la nada y cuando nadie andaba.
Mami, ninguna se parece a ti. Ahora que nos ven enjoyados, todos me reclaman.
No tienen hueco por aquí.
No nos presentaron, pero me llamaste por mi nombre.
Tus gemidos son mi melodía preferida desde entonces.
Solo tú tienes la clave, ma, y tú sabes dónde guardo el score.
Cinco cifras en el clóset y el espejo ni me reconoce.
Porque tú, porque yo, nos juntamos los dos y jugamos, es un joda bonito.
Tú, mírate, míranos, qué bien combinan a tu Valentino mis multiplatinos.
Mierda, siempre me olvido de que el amor es una guerra, los dos morimos.
Otra ciudad, otra maleta, otra sala que rompimos. Gano más que algún atleta, pero grabando sentadito.
No sé ni a cuántas a lo último me apareció un playboy en el hotel de cinco estrellas, pero tú y yo al sol. Una y mil veces ese beso no voy a quitártelo.
Resting pussy todo el rato, demasiado good. Él quemándote el phone y yo dándotelo en la suite.
Creo que estoy enamorándome, pero no te lo voy a decir.
Porque aunque tú no lo sepas, he manchado mis manos hasta arriba de mierda. He confundido bueno y malo.
Aunque tú no lo sepas, he manchado mis manos.
No soy como tú piensas, hay cosas que no han cambiado.
Aunque tú no lo sepas, he manchado mis manos hasta arriba de mierda. He confundido bueno y malo.
Aunque tú no lo sepas, he manchado mis manos.
No soy como tú piensas, hay cosas que no han cambiado.
English translation
I think too much, I think too much.
Nothing good here. I get too stressed and think too much.
Mommy, no one looks like you. You came from nowhere and when no one was around.
Mommy, no one looks like you. Now that they see us bejeweled, everyone calls me out.
They don't have room here.
We weren't introduced, but you called me by my name.
Your moans are my favorite melody since then.
Only you have the key, ma, and you know where I keep the score.
Five figures in the closet and the mirror doesn't even recognize me.
Because you, because I, we both get together and play, it's a nice game.
You, look at you, look at us, how well my multiplatinums combine with your Valentino.
Shit, I always forget that love is a war, we both die.
Another city, another suitcase, another room that we broke. I earn more than some athlete, but recording while sitting down.
I don't even know how many times a playboy last appeared to me in the five-star hotel, but you and me in the sun. Once and a thousand times, I'm not going to take that kiss away from you.
Resting pussy all the time, too good. Him burning your phone and me giving it to you in the suite.
I think I'm falling in love, but I'm not going to tell you.
Because even if you don't know it, I've stained my hands full of shit. I have confused good and bad.
Although you may not know it, I have stained my hands.
I am not what you think, there are things that have not changed.
Although you don't know it, I have covered my hands with shit. I have confused good and bad.
Although you may not know it, I have stained my hands.
I am not what you think, there are things that have not changed.