Inseparables (part. Ivan Cornejo)

From the nights we spent
No one can separate us
Tell them that you love me
And that it's hard not to see me

Driving through the nights, wondering if I'll see you
Listening to Abandoned Dog, that's how you left me

I just want what's best for you
It's up to you if you walk away from me
From me, from me, from me
It's up to you

And this is pure Fire
And pure Little Apple

I'm waiting for your call
Desperately playing the guitar
And my parents say they don't like you
Because they say you don't deserve me

I don't care, I'll keep going until you're mine
I want you to hug me like you used to
I want to drown in your warmth
Don't you feel bad about leaving what we started?
You won't find again what we had

From me, from me, from me
It's up to you