When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be evil
Will I be sane
Here's what she said to me

Que será, será
Whatever will bleed, will bleed
The future so dark you'll see
Que será, será

When I grow up I hide my pills
And ask the voices, what lies ahead
Will we hide bodies
Row after row
Here's what my voices said

Que será, será
Whatever will bleed, will bleed
The future so dark you'll see
Que será, será

Now I have ghosts all of my own
They ask me nightly, how do I sleep
Tossing and turning
Nightmares for dreams
I tell them [bad word] 

Que será, será
Whatever will bleed, will bleed
The future so dark you'll see
Que será, será
Whatever will bleed, will bleed
The future so dark you'll see
Que será, será