Letras: Maria Mena. Self-fulfilling Prophecy.
Self hatred grows in me like cancer,
I can?t locate its whereabouts but it's feasting on its host.
I expected him to have the answers.
I thought I taught him how to love me;
Now he fears me like a ghost.
Self-fulfilling prophecy,
You?re the only guaranteed loyalty;
In this town,
Full of violent mothers,
Cheating fathers,
Leaving lovers.
I swear to you, I?ll never love again.
This hunger grows inside me like a tumor,
The dizziness just compliments
This failure of a girl.
I?m settled now,
This show of mine consumes me,
But every pound I shed
Speaks volumes of my lack of self control.
Self-fulfilling prophecy,
You?re the only one that dare speak the truth about me;
In this town, with
Well intentioned mothers,
Starving daughters,
Worried lovers.
I swear to you, I?ll never eat again.
[Instrumental]
Self-fulfilling prophecy,
You never fail to comfort me;
In this town, filled with
Violent mothers,
Cheating fathers,
Leaving lovers.
Angry brothers,
Starving daughters,
Starving daughters,
Worried lovers.
I swear to you, I?ll never trust again.
I can?t locate its whereabouts but it's feasting on its host.
I expected him to have the answers.
I thought I taught him how to love me;
Now he fears me like a ghost.
Self-fulfilling prophecy,
You?re the only guaranteed loyalty;
In this town,
Full of violent mothers,
Cheating fathers,
Leaving lovers.
I swear to you, I?ll never love again.
This hunger grows inside me like a tumor,
The dizziness just compliments
This failure of a girl.
I?m settled now,
This show of mine consumes me,
But every pound I shed
Speaks volumes of my lack of self control.
Self-fulfilling prophecy,
You?re the only one that dare speak the truth about me;
In this town, with
Well intentioned mothers,
Starving daughters,
Worried lovers.
I swear to you, I?ll never eat again.
[Instrumental]
Self-fulfilling prophecy,
You never fail to comfort me;
In this town, filled with
Violent mothers,
Cheating fathers,
Leaving lovers.
Angry brothers,
Starving daughters,
Starving daughters,
Worried lovers.
I swear to you, I?ll never trust again.
Mena Maria
Peticiones populares