Madre mia gracias por los dias
Aunque sea que los resto de mis dias seran una pesadilla
Quien desea que estos malditos dias seran una pesadilla
Malditos dias
Madre mia gracias por los dias

I've grown sick of this damned world
Chaos surrounds me
All happiness taken from us
Life has raped us
Fear is taking over
How did things get so bad? [bad word] their love [bad word] my [bad word] in them [bad word] everything that seems right
I hate them
I hate everything
Is the world [bad word] or am I just [bad word] in the head?
I really don't know
These bones keep shaking
My thoughts keep chasing
My fears [bad word] down
I'm sorry but I can't help but feel this way
My hate keeps growing
I'm sorry but I can't keep drowning
My disgust keeps me going
I'm sorry but I can't stop myself