LEARN LYRICS

Latino gang, gang
Ra-Rauw
I know that you're doing fine
Honestly, I know that you're doing f*cking great
But I don't want to accept this one hundred percent
On Instagram you look happy, your sky isn't gray anymore
Babe, tell me who you're spending the hours with
Tell me who devours you
My heart hurts, and for real
I miss the taste of your mouth
Yeah-yeah
I miss the taste of your mouth
Baby
I miss the taste of your mouth
I miss your scent in the house
And your good coffee in my cup
I miss the breeze, when you used to open the windows
But I don't have anyone to open them anymore
I don't have my sun anymore, not even if I go to the beach
And even if it's a hundred degrees, it always rains on the terrace
All I do is look for you
Babe, everywhere, trying to fill what you took away
And now who saves me?
Tell me who takes away my gray days
There isn't an angel that lands from the sky
You wanted to fix it, but I never wanted, baby, oh-oh-eh
I know that you're doing fine
Honestly, I know that you're doing f*cking great
But I don't want to accept this one hundred percent
Over there you look happy, your sky isn't gray anymore
Babe, tell me who you're spending the hours with
Tell me who devours you
My heart hurts, and for real
I miss the taste of your mouth
I miss savoring you
I call your body Picasso because you're art
They make me think about you
When mom happens to mention you
I live in a soap opera, Titi and Catalina
But I cry my sorrows behind the curtain
In the mornings I don't see you in the kitchen anymore
And for coffee I have to call the neighbor
Babe, you're not Juliana, but you were bad
You left me empty and took my wings
Now what do I do without you?
The same thing you do without me
I know that you're doing fine
Honestly, I know that you're doing f*cking great
But I don't want to accept this one hundred percent
Over there you look happy, your sky isn't gray anymore
Babe, tell me who you're spending the hours with
Tell me who devours you
My heart hurts, and for real
I miss the taste of your mouth, yeah-yeah
I miss the taste of your mouth, baby
I miss the taste of your mouth, baby
Ra-Rauw, Rauw
J Balvin, man, Rauw Alejandro
Latino gang, gang
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