Mis Depresiones

Guilty of my depressions
Guilty of my depressions
Miss Loneliness, it's a pleasure to see you again
You always tend to show up when the sky falls down
When the scent of flowers reminds me of your hair
Today I went to the municipal cemetery, to claim a plot
To be honest, I feel death close by
Closer than the dealer selling dope
I was going to tighten the screws, but I've lost the nuts
My sadness spilling out from my eye sockets
I've cried so much that all my depressions are swimming in pools
They're swimming in pools, you fucking bitch

It's been a while since I stopped surfing the clouds
It's been a while since I froze time
I'm stuck in the days of March
Where I usually walk barefoot on hot coals
I was left waiting for a sad December
Sad like the poems you never read
I still have them here saved
Like nails buried deep
The wounds don't hurt anymore, but they're still bleeding
If anyone sees happiness, tell her I'm looking for her

It's raining out there and the jacket doesn't cover shit
With a worn-out smile, my soul's rotting
In love with the wrong person
Sometimes flying high, other times crashing down
Sometimes crying, also laughing out loud
Embracing my depressions, meditating by the waterfall
Where my clones are, I'm getting nervous
Used to dangerous environments
And no matter how much I clean up, I still look disgusting
If there are no substances, I never show up
First I get high, then I exist
I don't believe in love, bitch, let me strip you down
Better let me strip you down

Dirty elegance, sons of bitches!