The Depression Ill Niño

This thought sets in
You make me sick, physical realm
Forcing you right where you are
A sinner. Perdido en paz
Cubrido en madness
This thought just makes me sick

Push the mind less rebel
I witness who you are
Cutting demons of emotional wrath
Cut up into pieces, caught up in your wrath
Slaving to the anger inside

This depression is mine
I am not gonna breathe your lie
It's drowning me away
This obsession is mine
I am not gonna breed your lie
It's driving me away to save you
Who's gonna save you (who's gonna save you now)
All is lost, it's stripped away somehow

I am sick, suppressed and now perdido
I am just sinner, pay broken pieces
My obsession comes away
This disease is my commitment to last forever
Eres un perdido en emotion wrath
I am slaving to the anger inside