ÚLTIMO SHOW Lyrics (English Translation) – Kris R., Métricas Frías

Read the full ÚLTIMO SHOW (English Translation) lyrics by Kris R., Métricas Frías, Mañas Ru-Fino and Doble Porcion from the album EL TRAP DE KOLOMBIA along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kris R’s music, you can also explore De chinga yo and QHP PIÑATA, two other songs by Kris R.

[Intro]
How can you be calm right now?
Cocine, Cocine
I’m calm, ’cause no one cares how they choose you
They just wanna watch the show
And kill me if I don’t do my thing

[Verse 1: Métricas Frías]
You broke my guitar, my drive, my heart (Paw-paw)
The moon burned out for me, since then there’s no sun (No more sun)
All because of someone else, now there’s nothing left between us (Uh-huh)
I might be steel, but I still crack, love (Paw-paw)
You block me, I block you, I don’t answer your calls (Yah; uh)
Swimming in depression, yet I float like it’s nothing (Haha)
The house half empty, still I find your stare
No matter how honest I am, you don’t believe a thing (Fact)
Sure, you wanted a child, obviously not a father like me (Like me)
Life burns me up like the tip of a blunt (Uh-ah)
First it was the drügs that caught your attention
But time went by and you couldn’t take the pressure (Paw-paw)
You left (You left), and with you went the hope (Damn)
Now I leave therapy just to hit the liquor store
They tell me: “Quit the vice,” but that’s all I’ve got (Wuh-uh)
If I’m chaos incarnate, drowning in excess

[Chorus: Métricas Frías & Kris R.]
And today my soul wants to leave
Something keeps me tied to the ground, far from you
I’ve watched the flowers die in this garden
And even though what we had is dead, it still smells like jasmine
My soul wants to leave
Something keeps me tied to the ground, far from you
I’ve watched the flowers die in this garden
And even though what we had is dead, it still smells like jasmine

[Verse 2: Kris R.]
Tell me, you, we give up after all we achieved

I deny it in public, but I suffer so much in private
I’m locked up in this feeling
Your mom judged me for my red eyes
Tell her my vice was the drügs, now my drug is you
I’ve made the change to see us right, for both our sakes
I get anxious when I call and it hits voicemail
I get anxious when I see you happy on every post
Not because you’re happy, but because it’s not with me
If you want nothing, at least let’s be friends
I don’t know if the mistake is mine, bad Cupid’s got me
I always wonder about us, what could’ve been?
If the child had lived, everything would be different
You’d have seen value even in the nonsense
We could’ve built a home
But you built insecurities from everyone’s comments
And lies, that’s your thing, playing indifferent
You act strong, so be strong when we’re face to face
You left, and what you left me was a mess in my mind
You left me in your past, I carry you in my present

[Chorus: Métricas Frías & Kris R.]
And today my soul wants to leave
Something keeps me tied to the ground, far from you
I’ve watched the flowers die in this garden
And even though what we had is dead, it still smells like jasmine
My soul wants to leave
Something keeps me tied to the ground, far from you
I’ve watched the flowers die in this garden
And even though what we had is dead, it still smells like jasmine

[Verse 3: Mañas Ru-Fino]
You told me you loved me—so easy for you to forget
You wanted to take on the world, with someone else you swallowed it whole
They told you I loved you, but you didn’t answer
I swear I looked for you, but you ignored me
I wanted to spend my life by your side
But pride won over what people said
The fame, the trips, the girls, the work
You got carried away, now I’m counting stacks, done
Drinking with “El Cacique” (Cacique)
Snorting pink dust, I broke my septum
Seeing the shrink just to get my head right
Ended up cracked like a school desk
“I wish you the best” (The bad), that’s what they’d say
For me, go wrong, spoiled by your crooked ways
Hope one day you see how I got all the way up
So you pay for what you did, with interest

[Outro: Mañas Ru-Fino & Kris R.]
Hey, it’s for life (My soul wants to leave)
(Nothing ties me down, far from you)
El Matador and La Pantera
(I’ve watched the flowers die in this garden)
Say it, Kris
(And even though what we had is dead, it still smells like jasmine)
Say it