Historias de Terror

I am a corpse from your cemetery
That you never visit because you're afraid
You poisoned me with sad lies
Or maybe horror stories

Don't go out at night
You could get robbed
A dead person is spying on you
Since the day they found out the truth

Don't go out at night
You could get robbed
A dead person is spying on you
Since the day they found out the truth

I thought
You were the most sincere woman
The kindest
But no, you are the cruelest

I loved you and I love you
But I can't forget your wickedness
Remember

Don't go out at night
You could get robbed
A dead person is spying on you
Since the day they found out the truth

Don't go out at night
You could get robbed
A dead person is spying on you
Since the day they found out the truth