Paper Cuts
Dear reader, unearth me
Before I fade to black
These pages, razor blades
Secrets I can’t take back
Don’t you dare, you promised
That’s where I spill my guts
My hopes and vitriols
Big words and paper cuts
I wrote those words to you
And every bit was true
But you were not meant to read them
Those words were mine
Unveil me, my diary
Like ghosts here from the past
Will follow without mercy
Some words were built to last aeons
I wrote those words to you
And every bit was true
But you were not meant to read them
Those words were mine
I wrote those words to you
And there wasn’t much else to do
But you were not meant to read them
Those words weren’t mine
These pages
Razor blades
Secrets I can’t take back
Cortes de papel
Querido lector, desentiérrame
Antes de que me desvanezca en la oscuridad
Estas páginas, cuchillas de afeitar
Secretos que no puedo retractar
No te atrevas, prometiste
Aquí es donde derramo todo
Mis esperanzas y vitriolos
Grandes palabras y cortes de papel
Te escribí esas palabras
Y cada parte era verdad
Pero no estabas destinado a leerlas
Esas palabras eran mías
Descúbreme, mi diario
Como fantasmas del pasado
Seguirán sin piedad
Algunas palabras fueron hechas para durar eones
Te escribí esas palabras
Y cada parte era verdad
Pero no estabas destinado a leerlas
Esas palabras eran mías
Te escribí esas palabras
Y no había mucho más que hacer
Pero no estabas destinado a leerlas
Esas palabras no eran mías
Estas páginas
Cuchillas de afeitar
Secretos que no puedo retractar