Letras:
Próximo

quien no se ha equivocado Igual y de plano ya no quieres verme pero dejame besar de nuevo tu frente Igual y te pido volverte a mirar El proximo viernes

quien no se ha equivocado Igual y de plano ya no quieres verme pero dejame besar de nuevo tu frente Igual y te pido volverte a mirar El proximo viernes

quien no se ha equivocado Igual y de plano ya no quieres verme pero dejame besar de nuevo tu frente Igual y te pido volverte a mirar El proximo viernes

dime quien no se ha equivocado Igual y de plano ya no quieres verme pero dejame besar de nuevo tu frente Igual y te pido volverte a mirar El proximo

Qual sera o proximo alvo na Amerikkka ? Qual sera o proximo alvo da Amerikkka ? Qual sera o proximo alvo na Amerikkka ? Qual sera o proximo alvo da

I was looking lost, it was cold outside The whiskey rocks, how you caught my eye My red lips painted just up in black I needed something to bring me back

You got that smile That only heaven can make I'll pray to God every day That you keep that smile Yeah, you are my dream There's not a thing I won't do

Hold on now, don't die now, be strong now He said, "I was born a crack baby In a plastic bag in the alley Raised in a foster home With no mother to love

I was looking lost, it was cold outside The whiskey rocks, how you caught my eye My red lips painted just up in black I needed something to bring me back