Reincidentes - Acustico

Hablando Con Mi Cerebro

¿Cómo estás? Vengo a verte. Quiero un rato pa charlar
Cuesta aun reconocerte tras la última andaná

Me pasa que, sin más, el sentimiento se me va
No es grato pero es real; sensible al viento y al dudar

¿Quién me coloca en todo esto
Me envenena con los sueños
Me sumerge en descontrol, en ansia de variedad?
En pánico y placer

¿Sabes que no es tan fácil acercarse y penetrar
En tu infierno? Aunque esta noche
Te dejaste algo en el bar.

No me arrepiento de na, pero se agria lo que hay
Amor y odio, soledad
Siento que estabilizar no es mi curso legal
Siempre busco detrás, y cuando voy a llegar
Voy me relío

Da la impresión
De que hay más rapidez
Cada vez
Más cerca del final que no queremos
Tarde y sin boletos
Para poder rectificar.

Credits
Writer(s): Manuel Jose Pizarro Fernandez, Candido Cruz Murillo, Juan Manuel Rodriguez Barea, Carlos Dominguez Reinhardt, Fernando Ignacio Madina Pepper
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