Querida Amalia

Hey, can you not hear me anymore?
I'm that voice living in your head
Why do you fear me? Why do you ignore me?
No matter how many pills you take, you hear

That it controls you, I have you trapped
Come on, listen to me, I'm dangerous
I know you love it when I talk to you like this, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here

Your dad's an alcoholic, your mom's a narcissist
So buckle up, girl, and enjoy the ride
Your life won't be pretty like a fairy tale
Don't believe the Mickey Mouse who just tells you bullshit

What I'm about to tell you is really hard to hear
On your 7th birthday, the neighbor's gonna knock
To tell you like always that if you go out
To play, but now it's different because
Today she's gonna violate you

What did I do wrong?
Screaming doesn't help anymore
This is my funeral, I'm a ghost, I've got spiders in my belly

(No one can save you) oh, oh
(No one can save you) oh, oh
(No one can save you) oh, oh

Your dreams no longer exist, now there are only nightmares
You're not scared of death but terrified of life
The kids your age are gonna be little bastards because they act like hitmen with angelic faces

And sorry to say this but it gets worse
You're gonna see the grim reaper when you turn 22, and after that event, the doctor will prescribe you some little white pills
So you won't feel pain anymore

And you don't feel anything, forgive me for not being able to do anything
You could never be in love
Dear Amalia, this is the last call

What did I do wrong? (What did I do wrong?)
(What did I do wrong?) (What did I do wrong?)
I'm a ghost, I've got spiders in my belly
(What did I do wrong? Screaming doesn't help anymore, this is my funeral, I'm a ghost, I've got spiders in my belly)

Now I'm writing to you from the coma to see if you can hear me
I'm carrying a gun
That only points at me
I want to see my grandma now that we're both dead
They have her in the corner, supposedly for bad behavior

I think I failed the test to be an adult
Everyone looks at me and says I'm a whore
Life fucked me and I only asked for the tip
All these shadows want to sell me small, baby
Sorry that I lost you, sorry that I didn't write you
I think I'm gonna stay here