El Ruso - Problematic Lyrics

Hold up, wait a second
Hold up, wait a second, let me
Hold up, wait a second
Let me clear my throat first
It won't take you longer
Maybe minutes three at worst (No more)
Long story short
About a guy who was so lost
In his mind and his feelings
About a chick he loved the most
This what happened was dramatic
And extremely problematic

They were talking every day
He wouldn't first hang up the phone
There was something about this chick
He would've quit if he would know
She ain't fool and kept her secrets
Very deep inside her soul
Lock was strong and key was hidden
He got trapped beneath her sole
Run away from her, you stupid
Friends were telling him straight up
But he grew beside her rooted
Only way to move - chop off
Life is yours and yours decisions
But the life is only one
Poor poet and poor musician
Chopped himself off with a gun

He made her songs about his feelings
And he sang them with his voice
Full of honesty and meanings
For the beauty for which he falls
Movies, mall, cafe, and bar
Hurry up, jump in the car
My apartment ain't that far
I can play you some guitar
Listen to this song, come on
Which I wrote for you, amor
Or this poem about your eyes
No, my prose never tells lies
He immersed in her too quickly
Which was deadly from the start
Days were counted, time was ticking
All because of naughty heart
(Problematic, problematic, problematic)

They stopped talking one rainy day
He would not pick up his phone
There was something about this chick
That he wished he'd never know
He ain't a fool and found the secret
Which was hidden in her soul
Lock fell down and key was found
But the price for it was all
Run away from her, you stupid
He was telling to himself
But he grew beside her rooted
No way back and no escape
Life is mine and mine decisions
And the life is only one
Poor poet and poor musician
Shot himself in head with gun