3 Libras - A Perfect Circle

Threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back a name In your recollection down among a million same Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed and passed over When I've looked right on through to see you naked but oblivious And you don't see me But I threw you the obvious just to see If there's more behind the eyes of a fallen angel Eyes of a tragedy Here I am expecting just a little bit too much From the wounded but I see ya See through it all, see through, see you 'Cause I threw you the obvious to see what occurs behind the Eyes of a fallen angel Eyes of a tragedy Oh well Oh well Apparently nothing Apparently nothing at all (at all, at all, at all, at all, at all) You don't, you don't, you don't see me You don't, you don't, you don't see me You don't, you don't, you don't see me You don't, you don't, you don't see me You don't see me You, you, you don't see me at all

A ella le gustan los gángster y su novio no le da Ahí le manda el chofer pa' que la pase a buscar Paisa, pero modelito internacional Le gusta fumar y el Dom Peri especial, ah Ahora facturamo' libra' esterlina' Canto y te moja' como piscina Tu flow Gucci con el mío combina Se trepa y se le quita lo de fina, ah Ella sabe que gastamo' mile' (Tra, tra, tra) Aquí sobran los tickets (Tra, tra) Suena mi música el DJ (Ey) Enrumba'o to' el fin de semana Haciendo los que no' pegue la gana Ma', tú sabе' este flow no se compara Nuеstra vida e' cara Rompiendo el beat de Mede (Tra, tra) Sonando en todo Mede Esto' hijueputa' que hablan mal de mí, alcáncenme si pueden (My G) Dando roce por Llano en el Mercede' de Pablo Camino pa'l estudio, la otra sede, ah Todas las babie' tiran DM Tú solo veme cómo me hago millonario en la cara de to' ustede' (Tra) Me tiran panty en lo' escenario' Loca' por KR, el rapero y empresario, baby Mamacita, soy Kevin, las paca' 'tán ready pa' pasarla heavy (Ajá) Yo soy libra', euro' y ustedes son penny (Ja) Gasté cinco palo' en las ultima' teni' (Tra, tra, tra) Dime, bebé, las domi dicen: "¿Qué lo que?" Que cuándo saco el bote Las caletas con dólare' y lingote' (Azota) To'a quieren un TBT (Ajá, tra, tra) Que qué rico otra ve' (Ah) Ahora facturamo' libra' esterlina' Canto y te moja' como piscina, ah Tu flow Gucci con el mío combina (Sí) Se trepa y se le quita lo de fina, ah Ella sabe que gastamo' mile' (Que gastamo' mile') Aquí sobran los tickets (Sobran los tickets) Suena mi música el DJ (Tra, tra, tra, tra, tra), ey Enrumba'o to' el fin de semana (De semana) Haciendo los que no' pegue la gana Ma' (Ma'), tú sabe' este flow no se compara Nuestra vida e' cara (Cara, cara) King Records baby KR, Kevin Roldan MedeBeat, Chain TrackZ No hay competencia, baby Nosotro' somo' lo' mejore', respete Ah, ah Colombia, papi, como así Azota

Metaphor for a missing moment Pull me into your perfect circle One womb, one shame, one resolve Liberate this will to release us all Gotta cut away, clear away Snip away and sever this umbilical residue Keeping me from killing you And from pulling you down with me in here I can almost hear you scream One more medicated, peaceful moment Give me one more medicated, peaceful moment And I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility Gotta cut away, clear away Snip away and sever this umbilical residue Gotta cut away, clear away Snip away and sever this umbilical residue Keeping me from killing you Snip away and sever this Keeping me from killing you