Salvame De Mi
La Gusana Ciega
Save Me From Myself
My condition's a mess
My own depression
With no quick relief from reason
It might be too late
Save me from myself
Wasting oxygen
Sitting in a chair
In a desperate attempt to be saved
Maybe someone can see me
Save me from myself
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
The exponential growth of this illness
I could never silence the voice
I always wanted to be a star
The center of attention
We love you, tonight
Save me from myself
I can't breathe
