LICÁNTROPO

I'm not quite sure what makes the night magical
I'm like a wolf, I turn into a lycanthrope
Then I see myself in the morning, my skin bruised
I hardly remember anything and it's more tragic

I'm not quite sure what's happening to me
The nights I leave the house
I don't perceive the threats
My body craves peace, but it's my mind that fails

And I start to transform when it gets late
The reflection is me, but I'm afraid to look at myself
I don't know what's going to happen
I can't find anyone to guard me
I just ask for a tomorrow without having to fracture

I'm not quite sure what makes the night magical
I'm like a wolf, I turn into a lycanthrope
Then I see myself in the morning, my skin bruised
I hardly remember anything and it's more tragic

I'm not quite sure what makes the night so eerie
Sky blue turns into electric blue
And I wake up in the morning, still wearing makeup
And my body looks a little more skeletal

Sometimes I feel like I can control it
Sometimes I lie to hide it
But if you see me staring at the Moon
Look closely, you'll see I'm mutating

I'm not quite sure what makes the night magical
I'm like a wolf, I turn into a lycanthrope
Then I see myself in the morning, my skin bruised
I hardly remember anything and it's more tragic

I'm not quite sure what makes the night so eerie
Sky blue turns into electric blue
And I wake up in the morning, still wearing makeup
And my body looks a little more skeletal