Malos Pensamientos

Deep down, I'm really good,
I'm peaceful and calm,
With a very pure spirit,
Virtuous and spotless.
With a heart of gold,
I'm a saint, a little angel.

The sun shines, everything's beautiful,
Everything's clear and clean.
Everything flows, nice and smooth,
I think to myself,
You're wise, really good,
I tell myself, I help myself.
A little dove, in its beak,
Carries a sprig of olive,
Everything's sweet and positive,
I'm at peace with myself.

But sometimes I trip up,
Or I lose my screw.
A fly buzzes by,
And its buzzing throws me off,
Or the weather just changes,
And every bone starts to ache.

Everything starts to cloud over,
Itches everywhere, I'm anxious,
And a bug crawls out from within,
It's my worst enemy.
And I feel like I'm possessed
By fire... everything's dark.
I don't want it and I loathe it,
I don't want it... I hate it...

But sometimes I have bad thoughts...
Sometimes I have bad thoughts...
Sometimes I have bad thoughts...
Sometimes I have bad thoughts...