Tortured

And eye was like 13
and it was a Sunday morning eye think

and
eye think both my parents were still asleep

eye remember
eye was gonna play sick so eye wouldn't have to go to church that day


(don't stop)
(don't stop)

and eye turned over
and there he was

(my beloved)
(my beloved)

holding a pillow
he smelled of sweat & regret

and he said ....
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Torturado

Y "yo" tenia como 13
y era un domingo en la manana "yo" creo

y
"yo" creo que mis padres aun dormian

"Yo" recuerdo
"yo" iba a jugar a que estaba enferma entonces "yo" no iria a la iglesia ese dia

(no pares)
(no pares)

Y "yo" me voltee
y ahi estaba el

(mi amado)
(mi amado)

abrazando una almohada
el olia a dulce y a lamento

Y el dijo..
sshhhhh