Nico Segal, Malcolm London - Music Mi Vida lyrics
[Nico Segal, Malcolm London - Music Mi Vida lyrics]
I don't really write anymore
Don't have time for words, I guess
So I let notes speak for me
I vocally admire the trumpet every
Time I let my vocal chords vibrate half as
Beautifully as she could she, can sing
Together, we swing
Like big bands we flap to our own music
Muses would be jealous of our love we sing
Colors evaporate from within her
We spray paint canvases of crowds
Leaving our colorful remains on stage
Splattered and cluttered
Where she left my heart fluttered and flushed
Where I once was cold she
Left covered in blush
Between her solid golden frame
We, are breathtaking you, take my breath
And make our voice
You show me your mind, and I show you mine
And together we share our love between
The sheets of ledger lines
Where we recline into spaces, we sing
I push her buttons, grip her body gently
Our lips vibrate when we touch
She's not afraid to get
Loud but stay sensitive
Time slips through cracks in my
Daily routine like open shoelaces, but
Every time we cry together
It renews my strength
Your braces hold me in heavenly places
Where you are a blessing
I finally have faith
Mi aire, mi cielo, mi fantasia
Nadie ame esperanza como ella mi vida
Musica, mi vida musica, mi vida
Musica, mi vida musica, musica
See, Spanish ain't my thing
But this language speaks to
Bodies gyrating to
The vibrations of my voice like bait
I'll string you along on the reel
But baby, I got you hooked
Baby now you're drowning from the pounding
These speakers blasting from the sound of
God in between your lips speak to me
Your flow, I swoop you off
Coughing up lungs, over your volume
When Mary Jane enters the room
Don't be jealous i'm here
Here, like a pair of ears to listen to you
Music, acoustic, losing it sore losing it
Kid growing up these days to
Put their backs into elbows
To throwing hands to hard times
You string me along on the reel
Keeping me afloat
Keeping me wrapped up in coats
To shield me from these cold city streets
Headphones calling me from reality, casually
Casualties, in Chicago, in Chicago, Chi-ca-go
It seems to mines, save 'em
Save music, save money, save mine
Don't have time for words, I guess
So I let notes speak for me
I vocally admire the trumpet every
Time I let my vocal chords vibrate half as
Beautifully as she could she, can sing
Together, we swing
Like big bands we flap to our own music
Muses would be jealous of our love we sing
Colors evaporate from within her
We spray paint canvases of crowds
Leaving our colorful remains on stage
Splattered and cluttered
Where she left my heart fluttered and flushed
Where I once was cold she
Left covered in blush
Between her solid golden frame
We, are breathtaking you, take my breath
And make our voice
You show me your mind, and I show you mine
And together we share our love between
The sheets of ledger lines
Where we recline into spaces, we sing
I push her buttons, grip her body gently
Our lips vibrate when we touch
She's not afraid to get
Loud but stay sensitive
Time slips through cracks in my
Daily routine like open shoelaces, but
Every time we cry together
It renews my strength
Your braces hold me in heavenly places
Where you are a blessing
I finally have faith
Mi aire, mi cielo, mi fantasia
Nadie ame esperanza como ella mi vida
Musica, mi vida musica, mi vida
Musica, mi vida musica, musica
See, Spanish ain't my thing
But this language speaks to
Bodies gyrating to
The vibrations of my voice like bait
I'll string you along on the reel
But baby, I got you hooked
Baby now you're drowning from the pounding
These speakers blasting from the sound of
God in between your lips speak to me
Your flow, I swoop you off
Coughing up lungs, over your volume
When Mary Jane enters the room
Don't be jealous i'm here
Here, like a pair of ears to listen to you
Music, acoustic, losing it sore losing it
Kid growing up these days to
Put their backs into elbows
To throwing hands to hard times
You string me along on the reel
Keeping me afloat
Keeping me wrapped up in coats
To shield me from these cold city streets
Headphones calling me from reality, casually
Casualties, in Chicago, in Chicago, Chi-ca-go
It seems to mines, save 'em
Save music, save money, save mine