Eres un Fantasma

Ghosts on gray walls
I stopped thinking and just did it
I started by downplaying the people who don’t even know what they’re saying
The past really leaves a mark

But for some, it weighs like a lifetime
For not focusing on looking within and just seeing the sky
And my life was put on hold by a friend
For trusting that we were different

And no matter how much I want to believe you now
Your ghost tells me you’re lying
The ghost of lost time
Tells me to leave and not waste my time

And what did I want? To spend it with you
And once again, I ended up fucked, not regretting it
There has to be a way
That it doesn’t hurt to look at you

It’s not that you’re my everything
But you are a part
I wrote this for you
Because it’s hard for me to forget you

Why can’t I stop thinking about you?
And why can’t I hate you?
(E e e)
A ghost I can’t see

If I think about it, it gives me chills
A ghost I can’t see
(E e e)
The photos turned into zombies

The moments are the living dead
Eating me, turning me into a slave and servant of shadows
Of voices and poses, a bitter pleasure with green eyes and black hair
I don’t want liquor, I want to swallow my teeth

And forget that I said you were my everything
Especially because you saw my face in moments of hate, light, and despair
You saw my tears and my soul’s laughter
My eyes in gray and my tired hands

For nothing, for not wanting anything
I gave you the keys and you burned the house
You said massage and stabbed me
There’s nothing to say and a lot to think

Still, I never find a way to explain
But what worries me more is not being able to insult you and hate you
And if my mom asks, just say you got fed up
So no one hurts you, don’t let them look for you or claim you

Because no matter how much you messed up
I swear on my life that you and I are not the same (we're not the same)
I’m tired of thinking about you
Tired of thinking about you, stupid, so stupid

Believing you’d come back when obviously
You erased everything because someone else showed up
Someone who thinks they hit the jackpot
Another body and the same photos

Other kisses and the same face
Another hand in the same ass
Another crazy person you leave broken
A ghost I can’t see

If I think about it, it gives me chills
A ghost I can’t see
(E e e)