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letra de proffesional - the weeknd

it’s ideal, you need someone to tell you how to feel
and you think your happiness is real
there’s so much more the world has to reveal
but you choose to be concealed so you’re somebody now
but what’s a somebody in a n-body town?
i don’t think you even know it so you’re somebody now
but what’s a somebody in a n-body town?
uuu, uu, uu, uu uu,uu uu uu uh
you made enough to quit a couple years ago
but it consumes you, it’s everywhere you go
and just the thought alone got you tripping
got you losing your mind and i don’t blame you
it’s everything you know all this time this ain’t you
da, da, da, da, all this time missing you
i decide when we’re through

i love you love this love, we’re professional
i love you love, we’re sophisticated
at love, at love, at love, at love, at love, at love
at love, at love, at love, at love, at love, at love
at love, at love, at love, at love, at love, at love
we’re professional
at love, at love, at love, at love, at love, at love
at love, at love, at love, at love, at love, at love
at love, at love

but what does it mean?
when your heart’s already numb
you’re professional won’t treat it like it’s personal
no, this is just love it always makes it’s way back around
it’s dispensable to fall is unacceptable
cause everything you’ve been through made you stronger
and every day you learn about yourself
and nothing really played out how it’s supposed to
depending on somebody else’s wealth
and now you know the value of a dollar
and girl i make enough of it to spend
i love the way you put yourself together
i love the way you make that body bend for me again
oh yeah

i love you love this love, we’re professional
i love you love, we’re sophisticated
at love, at love, at love, at love, at love, at love
at love, at love

all of those nights you were up early holding your own
girl you’ve got it made
had you blaming yourself on when life did you wrong
now you’ve got it made
getting rich to the drums of your favorite song
girl you’ve got it made
because your freedom was here in this cage all along
oh how did you drain all your soul from your eyes?
how did you teach, teach yourself how to smile?
in a world where your dreams can’t be real no
every touch that you sell is a lie

- the weeknd

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