If we already know that ending is a matter of time
Why do I feel guilty knowing that it's the right thing?
Because I don't want to hurt you, love, I don't dare
Sometimes to love isn't enough, sometimes fear beats us
You are the thorn that I carry stuck here in my chest
I got so used to it that now I'm a fan of suffering
But it's already late, they told me
Time to time is what I need
But I no longer want to be
I don't want to be a masochist
Today it's my turn to be selfish
And think a little about me, about me, about me
I don't want to be a masochist
Today it's my turn to be selfish
And think a little about me, about me, about me
And this is the electro cumbia with Raymix and Juan Solo
Look baby girl, you have me like a madman
I'm possessed by your poison of desire
I want you to explain to me how not to suffer in front of
Your beauty, your figure, and my head explodes
I want more, I want more of your sensuality
But I suffer and I really like you
I have to step away and keep my distance
Even though I doubted it, intuition doesn't fail
I know that it's going to hurt us when I leave
But it's better to leave you than to see how it blows up
This time bomb has no remedy
And even though I love you, I put myself first
I let go of the bad, I keep the good
And I thank you for it, but I no longer want to be
I don't want to be a masochist
Today it's my turn to be selfish
And think a little about me, about me, about me
I don't want to be a masochist
Today it's my turn to be selfish
And think a little about me, about me, about me