Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dispárame, artist - Boxinbox. Date of issue: 30.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Dispárame(original) |
| Que Dios maldiga mi suerte más allá de la muerte |
| Yo nunca descansaré en paz |
| Que lo que diga la gente pa' mi no es importante |
| Mis penas gritan libertad |
| Y si hablamos de drogas quiero cogerlas todas |
| Tengo las alas rotas dame para volar |
| Si soy mala persona el mundo que se joda |
| Tengo el cora a pedazos, ¿quién me lo va a arreglar? |
| Hoy no voy con mis brothas, prefiero estar a solas |
| Tirando y colocado en cualquier puto bar |
| Ya sé que no perdonas tú saca la pistola |
| Nena, no tengas miedo me puedes disparar |
| Nena, dispárame, sabes de sobra que mi vida está bajo tus pies |
| Sabes de sobra que la vida no me trata bien |
| Pa' que me vengas con las mismas historias de ayer |
| Con la miel en los labios y con el rostro serio |
| Camino por el barrio más solo que ebrio |
| Entre problemas varios y drogas de diseño |
| Veo pasar los años, pero no un remedio |
| Y no sé lo que me pasa, pero todo me pesa |
| No sé si dar un tiro a mi nariz o amo cabeza |
| Será mi mala raza o tus besos de fresa |
| Está mi abuela en casa, la pobrecita me reza |
| Ella me reza, ah-ah, ah-ah |
| Y tú disparándome ella me reza, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah |
| Y tú disparándome, y tú disparándome |
| Nena, tú dispárame, eh-eh |
| Nena, tú dispárame, dispárame, dispárame, dispárame |
| Y si hablamos de drogas quiero cogerlas todas |
| Tengo las alas rotas dame para volar |
| Si soy mala persona el mundo que se joda |
| Tengo el cora a pedazos, ¿quién me lo va a arreglar? |
| Hoy no voy con mis brothas, prefiero estar a solas |
| Tirando y colocado en cualquier puto bar |
| Ya sé que no perdonas tú saca la pistola |
| Nena, no tengas miedo me puedes disparar |
| (translation) |
| God damn my luck beyond death |
| I will never rest in peace |
| That what people say is not important to me |
| My sorrows scream freedom |
| And if we talk about drugs I want to take them all |
| I have broken wings give me to fly |
| If I'm a bad person, fuck the world |
| My heart is in pieces, who is going to fix it for me? |
| Today I'm not going with my brothas, I prefer to be alone |
| Pulling up and getting high in any fucking bar |
| I already know that you do not forgive, you take out the gun |
| Baby don't be afraid you can shoot me |
| Baby, shoot me, you know very well that my life is under your feet |
| You know very well that life does not treat me well |
| So that you come to me with the same stories from yesterday |
| With honey on the lips and with a serious face |
| I walk through the neighborhood more alone than drunk |
| Between various problems and designer drugs |
| I see the years go by, but not a remedy |
| And I don't know what's wrong with me, but everything weighs me down |
| I don't know whether to shoot my nose or my head |
| It will be my bad breed or your strawberry kisses |
| My grandmother is at home, the poor thing prays to me |
| She prays to me, ah-ah, ah-ah |
| And you shooting at me she prays to me, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah |
| And you shooting at me, and you shooting at me |
| Baby, you shoot me, eh-eh |
| Baby you shoot me, shoot me, shoot me, shoot me |
| And if we talk about drugs I want to take them all |
| I have broken wings give me to fly |
| If I'm a bad person, fuck the world |
| My heart is in pieces, who is going to fix it for me? |
| Today I'm not going with my brothas, I prefer to be alone |
| Pulling up and getting high in any fucking bar |
| I already know that you do not forgive, you take out the gun |
| Baby don't be afraid you can shoot me |