Mi Yo Cabrón

Today I woke up
With a wicked being in the room
She's ruthless, opportunistic, and treacherous
Says she knows all my weaknesses
From the overused to the fears of my toes
She knows me well, knows how to hurt me
Always laughs at me in the bathroom
About the size of my legs
She says she's like me but worse
And she keeps reminding me of the bad times I had
She always stands out, pessimistic
When going to the dentist, she checks off
The defects that must be accepted
She caresses my dark circles
Takes a lying position, leans on me
Grabs my head and falls asleep
She talks and bites at the same time
This part of me that has decided to torment me
And distributes foolish words to foolish ears
I'm going to lock her up here, in a corner of my skin
Where I only see her if I scratch a little
Paraperu paraperupa paraperu paraguai
Today I found it under the bed
Singing a song that said
What joy! What a commotion! Your heart is broken
And there's no doctor, glue
No expert, stapler, or cellophane
That can fix this mess
And I never lie
Hey, by the way, where's your hair?
My bastard self, who is myself
But much crueler
Makes me think of the two bad things
And vomit the thousand that are good
Any hypochondriac pain
Turns it into nuclear panic
Run to the hospital! She always tells me
And when you're reaching heaven, you'll see
How you no longer care about your hair
She talks and bites at the same time
This part of me that has decided to torment me
And distributes foolish words to foolish ears
I'm going to lock her up here, in a corner of my skin
Where I only see her if I scratch a little