Vivir Muriendo

Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sleep,
with the devil in your body?
It's so confusing, you can't distinguish
heaven from hell.
Everything moves, everything turns into a song.
What you see is not real.
It seems like euphoria, it's just a scream of pain
You're just lying to yourself.
When you're tired and want to leave,
and there's no more time,
it's just living dying.
You no longer care what's right or wrong
you didn't want this.
It was about closing your eyes and letting yourself go
but you kept leaving.
When you're tired and want to leave,
and there's no more time,
it's just living dying.
Everything moves, everything turns into a song
what you see is not real.
It seems like euphoria and it's just a scream of pain
you're just lying to yourself.
When you're tired and want to leave,
and there's no more time,
it's just living dying.
When you're tired and want to leave,
and there's no more time,
it's just living dying.