Monstruos (está bn estar mal)
Bruses
Monsters (it's ok to be wrong)
I don't know what it feels like to have serotonin
Or melatonin, I want a bit of morphine
To numb the edge with what cuts me
I want to go towards the light, but darkness adopts me
My room is a cage where it rains every night
It rains when I cry, I cry when it hurts
Even death flees from these four walls
Nobody has a damn clue what it's like to live with monsters
They take out your eyes, give you stomach discomfort
And nobody has a damn clue what it's like to live with monsters
They've left you broken, destroyed unable to speak
But it's okay to be wrong
It's okay to be wrong, ah
We got tired of looking for a way out in some God
And even considered putting our heart in rice
We've been refulfilled every Tuesday in therapy
Come on, throw it in the comments, they're very assholes, they don't kill themselves
We still have many pains left to write
This doesn't go away, damn it, we were born like this
We are the generation in search of attention
And who came to repair the damage yours left us
Nobody has a damn clue what it's like to live with monsters
They take out your eyes, give you stomach discomfort
And nobody has a damn clue what it's like to live with monsters
They've left you broken, destroyed unable to speak
But it's okay to be wrong
It's okay to be wrong
But it's okay to be wrong
It's okay to be wrong
But it's okay to be wrong
It's okay to be wrong
But it's okay to be wrong
It's okay to be wrong