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I die inside if you say you don't love me
That my breath is short and I stick a thousand pins
I'm going straight to the bar of dead hours
Going inside and erasing all my traces
That you don't impress me with those cool airs
That I always find your bones, even if it's dark'
Since I'm not very normal, I decide to look for you (Eh)
Looking for you, in the dark, I usually find you
But tomorrow is the weekend
Within the labyrinth of your gaze
Because I do not feel like it this time
With this drunkenness and this insane life
I want to see you at dawn
Rumba that buries with the Catalan rumba
And not having to tell us anything
No, not at all
Tell us nothing
No, what for?
Tell us nothing
And sometimes I go on and off like a candle
I lie down like an asshole to see the stars
Thinking what I would give to touch your hair
Like a clock needle that has lost time
I'm dying to see you in the morning
I keep looking at the phone to see if you call
I go straight to the mailbox of missed calls
That trying to locate you makes me day
But tomorrow is the weekend
Within the labyrinth of your gaze
Because I do not feel like it this time
With this drunkenness and this insane life
I want to see you at dawn
Rumba that buries with the Catalan rumba
And not having to tell us anything
No, not at all
Tell us nothing
No, what for?
Tell us nothing
But tomorrow is the weekend
Within the labyrinth of your gaze
Because I do not feel like it this time
With this drunkenness and this insane life
I want to see you at dawn
Rumba that buries with the Catalan rumba
And not having to tell us anything
No, not at all
Tell us nothing
No, what for?
Tell us nothing
But tomorrow is the weekend
And not having to tell us anything
No, not at all
Tell us nothing
No, what for?
Tell us nothing
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