SÁBANAS
HUMBE
SHEETS
Turn it off, turn it off, turn it off
Turn it off, turn it off
Turn off the TV
Turn it off, turn it off
Turn off the TV
Turn it off, turn it off
Turn it off, turn it off, turn it off
Turn off the TV, I want silence to sleep
It seems like I don’t want to share my sheets with you
Maybe I’m not ready to make you happy
To figure out my problems with you
I’m sorry it’ll hurt when I say
That our time will end here
It wasn’t a lie
I promise I really felt it
A love that consumed me
Something was destroying us
More alone than Apollo sitting next to me with 48
Hearing everything, sorrows mixed with hate
What else is there to do? If that’s how I feel now
Wasting my gray set, losing myself for hours
AC on 16, lying down, light it up and fly away
'Cause sometimes I gotta fly away
To get to know myself
That’s what I say to rest better
Drowning the fear to feel something
Small talk avoiding, 'cause today I don’t want to leave my room
It’s a reflection of my inside, it’s just a reflection
Wanting to trust my self, but sometimes I feel like an idiot
In water I can rest
Give myself time to grow
Maybe I’ll find my peace
When I learn to let myself be loved again
Everything’s gonna change
Life’s gonna be different
My relationship with myself and with all my people
I think you can turn the TV back on now
If you’re here, I don’t want to sleep
Let’s share our traumas here (our traumas here)
Until we make them finite
Now I’m ready
To make you happy
To always be here
Turn it off, turn it off
Turn off the TV
Turn it off, turn it off
Turn off the TV
I hate everything (turn it off)
What you do (turn off the TV)
I’m so broken, I’m so alone (turn it off, turn it off)
I hate everything you do (turn it off, turn it off)
I’m so alone, I’m so broken (turn it off)
I’m not even afraid of his death
It’s not that
I’m afraid of having the tool to solve or to make this come out the best way
And not using it
And not using it, dude, out of fear to speak
Out of fear to open up with them, dude.