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Corazón de Papel

Have you had a situation when someone changed the story to their favor and suddenly you were the bad guy? Samee. You are left just with your side of the story and the conviction that it wasn't fully like that. If you've suffered from betrayal, heartbreak and confusion, this song is for you. 

Image by brooklyn

Quisiera ir caminando rapido

Tus pasos son fuertes y alargados 

Lo que quería decirte se me olvido

Es que la presión me sube a la cabeza me 

Vuelve un ocho, me desenfoco, coordino

poco, y hablo tonto

Y aunque duela el corazón

Y aunque no tengas razón 

Y aunque hayas cambiado la historia a tu

favor 

Y aún estando aquí los dos 

Y no me pides perdón, olvidaba lo que era

un manipulador 

No me pidas la verdad, 

que dificil es estar 

conectada con la paz 

En vez de estar de afán

Ay amooor, yo no se, ahhh

Ayyy corazón de papel

Que fácil se puede romper 

Solita voy caminando rapido

tus pasos son fuertes y alargados 

lo que quería decirte se me olvido

Es que la presión me sube a la cabeza me 

vuelve un ocho, me desenfoco, coordino 

poco, y hablo tonto

Ay amooor, yo no se, ahhh

Ayyy corazón de papel

Que fácil se puede romper

I wish I could walk fast

Your steps are strong and long

What I wanted to tell you, I forgot

It's just that the pressure rises to my head, 

and I become a mess, I lose focus, I have 

little coordination, and I speak foolishly

And even though my heart aches

And even though you're wrong

And although you've changed the

story to your favor

And even though we're both here

And you don't ask for forgiveness, I had 

forgotten what a manipulator was

Don't ask me for the truth,

how difficult it is to be

connected with peace

Instead of being in a hurry

Oh love, I don't know, ahhh

Oh paper heart

How easily it can break

I walk fast all alone

your steps are strong and long

what I wanted to tell you, I forgot

It's just that the pressure rises to my head,  andI become a mess, I lose focus, I coordinate 

poorly, and I speak foolishly.

Oh, my love, I don't know, ahhh.

Oh, paper heart,

how easily it can break.

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