Vinny Tovar & La Maquinaria Norteña – nadcházející koncerty

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vinny Tovar
Vinny Tovar
Lead Vocals
La Maquinaria Norteña
La Maquinaria Norteña
Lead Vocals
Tony Nieto
Tony Nieto
Lead Vocals
Vicente Andres Tovar
Vicente Andres Tovar
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vicente Andres Tovar
Vicente Andres Tovar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vinny Tovar
Vinny Tovar
Producer
Humberto Novoa
Humberto Novoa
Producer
Julian Escamilla
Julian Escamilla
Producer
Manuel Maldonado
Manuel Maldonado
Producer
Tony Nieto
Tony Nieto
Producer
Danny Zapata
Danny Zapata
Mastering Engineer
Christopher Mora
Christopher Mora
Producer

Texty

She gave me back all my clothes
Slammed the door and said goodnight
And I could be wrong but
I really think that I fucked it up this time
A couple of Lone Stars and whiskeys in
Me and the boys were feeling fine
She called me up for one more goodbye
I said I'd rather not this time
I'd sell my soul to rock and roll
Just to get her off my mind
But the devil ain't biting yet
And I feel like I'm wasting the Lords time
We kiss, we make up
We fight, then we fuck
And somehow call this love
The hardest part is
Knowing that we're done
Thought I was enough
She packed up her stuff
And gave me back the key
I never thought it'd end like this
Now she's leaving with my heart
Woke up in a stranger's bed
A throbbing head filled with regrets
20 missed calls, I thought she wanted me gone
Why is she messing with my head?
Looking back I wish we'd never met
But I guess that's what my dumb ass gets
For trusting you again
Knew you'd get under my skin
Nothing my buddy Jack couldn't fix
We kiss, we make up
We fight, then we fuck
And somehow call this love
The hardest part is
Knowing that we're done
Thought I was enough
She packed up her stuff
And gave me back the key
I never thought it'd end like this
Now she's leaving with my heart
Se fue con mi corazón
She's never coming back
Can't believe she left my ass
We kiss, we make up
We fight, then we fuck
And somehow call this love
The hardest part is
knowing that we're done
Thought I was enough
She packed up her stuff
And gave me back the key
I never thought it'd end like this
Now she's leaving with my heart
Written by: Vicente Andres Tovar
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