Ah

I couldn't say no to myself and now I regret it
I feel again the taste of having lost to myself
I invite you to take a turn and understand what has me captive
Look at the demons that inhabit my room with whom I live day by day

I don't know what to do, eh
Life beats me and I look for the first thing to quench my thirst, eh
I ask the gods if I deserve the gift of being born again, eh
I'm in spirals that don't differentiate pain from pleasure
Whenever you want to come back, don't want to come back

I told you to your face that I was fine, but yesterday I freaked out, I don't know
I have this guilt that doesn't silence, it's a dictator inside me
A noise that only sentences, I carry a stone with me
It weighs a thousand kilos of old beliefs
Shit, I don't want its inertia to win

And I don't know
How to look in the face of those who know me
We are lambs dressed as fierce wolves, I don't know
Too many faithless poses, everything is coming apart, I know
The lights go out and nothing goes so well for us

I return to the usual guilt, I look death in the face again
I look at your watch again but today the hands don't mark my fate
The distorted echo of some pain to which I didn't let go of the hand returns
A rusty nail in the middle of my reason, I don't want to silently forgive

I don't know what to do
Life beats me and I look for the first thing to quench my thirst
I ask the gods if I deserve the gift of being born again
I'm in spirals that don't differentiate pain from pleasure
Whenever you want to come back

I don't know what to do, eh
Life beats me and I look for the first thing to quench my thirst, eh
I ask the gods if I deserve the gift of being born again, eh
I'm in spirals that don't differentiate pain from pleasure
Whenever you want to come back, don't want to come back

I ask the gods
If I deserve the gift of being born
And nothing goes well for us
I'm in spirals
I don't know

I don't know what to do, eh
Life beats me and I look for the first thing to quench my thirst, eh
I ask the gods if I deserve the gift of being born again, eh
I'm in spirals that don't differentiate pain from pleasure
Whenever you want to come back, don't want to come back

I don't know what to do, eh
Eh, eh, eh, eh
I don't know, I don't know what to do, eh
Eh, eh, eh, eh
I don't know

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