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

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