Buena Tortuga – CRY ME A SAFE SPACE

eTatos Originals

reggaeton, Latin trap, Caribbean Latin urbano

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[Intro, spoken]

Attention.

This song may contain
opinions, consequences
and somebody telling you “no.”

If that makes you uncomfortable...

Good.

You’re still alive.

Dale.

[Verse 1]

You found a little insult, put it under a light,
Turned five bad minutes into content all night.
Every tiny grievance gets a microphone,
Build yourself a kingdom from the harm you’ve known.

You don’t want a ladder, you want witnesses there,
A medal for the burden you repeatedly wear.
But real pain doesn’t need a ring light to heal,
And being offended doesn’t make your verdict real.

[Pre-Chorus]

You call it danger when someone disagrees,
But another point of view is not a disease.
The world won’t whisper just to keep you calm:
Discomfort is not the same as harm.

[Chorus]

Cry me a safe space, por favor,
Bubble-wrap your soul from ceiling to floor.
Ring the alarm, somebody disagreed,
Now every little bruise is an identity.

Cry me a safe space, hide from the storm,
But comfort never taught a backbone to form.
Go ahead and cry, let the whole thing out,
Then wipe your face, stand up and sort it out.

[Post-Chorus]

Llora, respira, levántate,
Life gets rough, pero dale otra vez.
Llora, respira, levántate,
Feel it, then face it, no te escondas, eh.

[Verse 2]

You wrapped every child in a cushion and bow,
Then asked why the grown-ups are panicking now.
Put a warning label on a difficult thought,
Called the lack of comfort an emotional assault.

Every fear avoided learns to own the room,
Every fear confronted starts to lose its gloom.
The mind isn’t porcelain, don’t train it to crack,
Let life push a little, it will learn to push back.

[Chorus]

Cry me a safe space, por favor,
Bubble-wrap your soul from ceiling to floor.
Ring the alarm, somebody disagreed,
Now every little bruise is an identity.

Cry me a safe space, hide from the storm,
But comfort never taught a backbone to form.
Go ahead and cry, let the whole thing out,
Then wipe your face, stand up and sort it out.

[Breakdown, spoken]

Today’s forecast:

A ninety-percent chance
that someone, somewhere
will not validate you.

Take a breath.

You survived all your opinions.

You’ll survive theirs too.

[Bridge, sincere]

And if you’re truly hurting, hermano, get help,
Courage never meant doing all by yourself.
But pain is a chapter, it isn’t your name,
Don’t build your whole house in the moment it rained.

[Final Chorus]

Cry me a safe space, por favor,
Or open the window and walk through the door.
No grand performance, no grievance parade,
Show me the strength that adversity made.

Go ahead and cry, let the whole thing out,
Then wipe your face, stand up and sort it out.
Life isn’t gentle, but neither are you,
The fire may hurt, but it strengthens you too.

[Outro, spoken]

Trigger warning:

Tomorrow may contain
reality.

Buena Tortuga.

Slow...

but not fragile.

2850/7500

[Intro, spoken] Attention. This song may contain opinions, consequences and somebody telling you “no.” If that makes you uncomfortable... Good. You’re still alive. Dale. [Verse 1] You found a little insult, put it under a light, Turned five bad minutes into content all night. Every tiny grievance gets a microphone, Build yourself a kingdom from the harm you’ve known. You don’t want a ladder, you want witnesses there, A medal for the burden you repeatedly wear. But real pain doesn’t need a ring light to heal, And being offended doesn’t make your verdict real. [Pre-Chorus] You call it danger when someone disagrees, But another point of view is not a disease. The world won’t whisper just to keep you calm: Discomfort is not the same as harm. [Chorus] Cry me a safe space, por favor, Bubble-wrap your soul from ceiling to floor. Ring the alarm, somebody disagreed, Now every little bruise is an identity. Cry me a safe space, hide from the storm, But comfort never taught a backbone to form. Go ahead and cry, let the whole thing out, Then wipe your face, stand up and sort it out. [Post-Chorus] Llora, respira, levántate, Life gets rough, pero dale otra vez. Llora, respira, levántate, Feel it, then face it, no te escondas, eh. [Verse 2] You wrapped every child in a cushion and bow, Then asked why the grown-ups are panicking now. Put a warning label on a difficult thought, Called the lack of comfort an emotional assault. Every fear avoided learns to own the room, Every fear confronted starts to lose its gloom. The mind isn’t porcelain, don’t train it to crack, Let life push a little, it will learn to push back. [Chorus] Cry me a safe space, por favor, Bubble-wrap your soul from ceiling to floor. Ring the alarm, somebody disagreed, Now every little bruise is an identity. Cry me a safe space, hide from the storm, But comfort never taught a backbone to form. Go ahead and cry, let the whole thing out, Then wipe your face, stand up and sort it out. [Breakdown, spoken] Today’s forecast: A ninety-percent chance that someone, somewhere will not validate you. Take a breath. You survived all your opinions. You’ll survive theirs too. [Bridge, sincere] And if you’re truly hurting, hermano, get help, Courage never meant doing all by yourself. But pain is a chapter, it isn’t your name, Don’t build your whole house in the moment it rained. [Final Chorus] Cry me a safe space, por favor, Or open the window and walk through the door. No grand performance, no grievance parade, Show me the strength that adversity made. Go ahead and cry, let the whole thing out, Then wipe your face, stand up and sort it out. Life isn’t gentle, but neither are you, The fire may hurt, but it strengthens you too. [Outro, spoken] Trigger warning: Tomorrow may contain reality. Buena Tortuga. Slow... but not fragile.

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