Modo Auto-Piloto

You know what it is
To have everything in this life
To have the dad, the mom, and be
What you wanted

Having a home, a roof
Finding a boyfriend
Who treats you well

And you want to understand
Why even so
You can't overcome
Your own criticism

Being afraid to fail
And being afraid to be alone

And if I
Say that the problem isn't with you
And if I
Also am not okay

Go back to the past
See how much it hurt
There are still wounds
From the high school girl

You chase perfection
Because you want to please
The uncle, the dad, the cousin
And you let it drag on

Half of a life
In auto-pilot mode
You wanted to be the sweetheart
And the effort wasn't worth it

Now it's time
To find yourself again
And everything that was
You don't want anymore

You don't want anymore

You know how it is
They ask a thousand questions
They ask you why
Why you still sink

If life is perfect
You have no ills, no ailments
You're happy

And you keep thinking
That you're a spilled cup
By yourself and who knows
That trauma is tricky

That all insecurity
Is a result of childhood
And much more

And if I
Say that the problem isn't with you
And if I
Also am not okay

Go back to the past
See how much it hurt
There are still wounds
From the high school girl

You chase perfection
Because you want to please
The uncle, the dad, the cousin
And you let it drag on

Half of a life
In auto-pilot mode
You wanted to be the sweetheart
And the effort wasn't worth it

Now it's time
To find yourself again
And everything that was
You don't want anymore

No, you don't want anymore
No, you don't want anymore
No, you don't want anymore

And everything that was
You don't want anymore