Fantasmas

Lately, it knocks on my door
Your laughter that dead makes me go out
Quickly in the day the ungrateful joy
Goes to one shore and mocks you
Time doesn't want the pain
That I have right now
Brought me here
But suddenly there's sweat on my
Forehead with hot blood
I start to fall asleep
I start to fall asleep
I start to fall asleep
There's hot blood, I can't sleep

And the night empties your poison in my window
I'm lost in the desert
You left on my pillow
This sheet is the mountain
Where you wake up in my bed
I wake up at night
To scare away your ghosts

I won't come back with the stories
You tell me in the early morning
I'm lost in the desert
You left on my pillow
This sheet is the mountain
Where you wake up in my bed
I wake up at night
To scare away your ghosts

To your ghosts
To scare away your ghosts
To your ghosts
To scare away your ghosts

To your ghosts
To scare away your ghosts