Cavando Mi Tumba

Oh no, it’s started again
Guilt screams at me that it’s all my fault
And even if I cover my ears
I still hear my troubled heartbeats
I still haven’t been able to escape this
I’m trapped within the walls of this thought

It’s true, you dig your own grave
I gotta get out of here
I can’t live like this anymore
I need to leave before it’s too late
And it collapses down on me
(I don’t know, I don’t know if I said it right, maybe it was too much)

Now I remember
Things don’t exist until you decide to believe
And that’s how I got infected
With all the bad stuff I imagined this time
It doesn’t feel good being stuck in here
I hate to think I did this to myself

In a dark room with no way out
I’ve planted a lie
It’s costing me a bit of my life
Now I’m searching for my lost mind
Among streets and avenues
Worried it’ll end up hurt

I try to see what’s happening around me
Everything’s fine, but anxiety breeds terror
Not everything I think becomes real, I tell myself to calm down
It gets a bit frustrating, the truth
To see an idea sprout in such an irregular way

And I’ll tie you up with ropes of wickedness
A prisoner in a cell I never wanted to be in
That’s why I don’t want to be controlled anymore
By something I can’t even control myself
What goes through my mind isn’t thought by others
I’ll say it until it’s etched in my skin

Truth is, I need to stop overthinking
I gotta get out of here
In my mind, I can’t live
I need to leave before it’s too late
And it takes over me

Yeah! It’s true, you dig your own grave
I gotta get out of here
I can’t live like this anymore
I need to leave before it’s too late
And it takes hold of me