A Sad Ghost
Spooky, black and maybe a sad ghost
Going to a party to make your day more worse
Trying to forget and trying some new friends
Scaring all the people, no one wants to get close
Black cigarettes on his mouth
Wine till him die
Just believe in lies
Oh no, I have to shut my eyes
No, was nothing to me
Yes, was everything to us
Wrong words, wrong forms
Disappointing end, morbid and euphoric feels
Spooky, black and maybe a sad ghost
Going to a party to make your day more worse
Trying to forget and trying some new friends
Scaring all the people, no one wants to get close
Un Fantasma Triste
Espeluznante, negro y tal vez un fantasma triste
Yendo a una fiesta para empeorar tu día
Tratando de olvidar y buscando nuevos amigos
Asustando a toda la gente, nadie quiere acercarse
Cigarros negros en su boca
Vino hasta que muera
Solo creyendo en mentiras
Oh no, tengo que cerrar los ojos
No, no significaba nada para mí
Sí, era todo para nosotros
Palabras equivocadas, formas equivocadas
Final decepcionante, sensaciones mórbidas y eufóricas
Espeluznante, negro y tal vez un fantasma triste
Yendo a una fiesta para empeorar tu día
Tratando de olvidar y buscando nuevos amigos
Asustando a toda la gente, nadie quiere acercarse