*** MUSIC *** Burning a bomb and it's not chocolate This is like the morning in my mind that it never ends Burning a bomb and it's not chocolate This is like the morning in my mind that it never ends I know that if the dream is to be my lady In the slowness, only the experts know that leisure Chico prioritizes living in Ibiza In the bag, flavors change the breeze In nothing, the climate turns night while it's day She bounces for me until dawn Makes everything forget, stop and come back Because it's only now that it started to boil Chill in my mob game, pull me in the cartier Want to feel the blackness, wow The smoke goes up, burn the block, light the ember In this breeze, she passes, the teaching is repeated Spend time and lose the grace, pull back and she comes back Don't let this wave go, keep everything in the box Burning a bomb and it's not chocolate This is like the morning in my mind that it never ends Burning a bomb and it's not chocolate This is like the morning in my mind that it never ends I know that if the dream is to be my lady In the slowness, only the experts know that leisure Chico prioritizes living in Ibiza In the bag, flavors change the breeze In nothing, the climate turns night while it's day She bounces for me until dawn Makes everything forget, stop and come back Because it's only now that it started to boil Chill in my mob game, pull me in the cartier Want to feel the blackness, wow Want to feel the blackness, wow Want to feel the blackness, wow Want to feel the blackness, wow Want to feel the blackness, wow