Pan, arboles, visiones borrosas / Bread, trees, blurred visions

[ESP]

Esta necesidad de comer pan, es insaciable, ganas y cada vez mas ganas, es imparable.

Pero tambien hay visiones borrosas, en la tienda, cuando veo los precios, no se si no los quiero ver, si es mi cerebro a proposito que se despega de la realidad, esta realidad de la que ya estoy cansado, desgastado. Ya da igual, haz lo que quieras, porque a la final, es lo que cuenta.

Que te chupe un huevo lo que digan los demas, si a la final, ellos son ellos y tu eres tu.

Este es mi dialogo interno, vendido a la fiera, al enemigo, que termino ganandome.

[ENG]

This need to eat bread is insatiable, you want it and you want it more and more, it is unstoppable.

But there are also blurry visions, in the store, when I see the prices, I don't know if I don't want to see them, if it is my brain on purpose that detaches itself from reality, this reality of which I am already tired, worn out. It doesn't matter, do what you want, because in the end, that's what counts.

Let what others say suck your guts, if in the end, they are them and you are you.

This is my internal dialogue, sold to the beast, to the enemy, who ended up winning me over.