Una mirada ojos que De rodillas en Una palabra y no darle el no Una noche y su alma con
Tremenda fuerza y quien puede Conosco ese de flojedad Veneno tierno que la ansiedad Cada da tan
Sus fuertes intrusos Cada su alma apuesta
Warm smile, long hair Pretty green eyes and skin damned For sure lucky to get a girl like that pass this chance no matter what
Shared a then went to her place Substances and adrenaline made his race So unreal floating on a white So surreal premonition of a shroud
Pretty woman though not all she Soon grim and not a dream Wasnt the first certainly, not her Moment of weakness victim of her past
Had his night of empty with his belle If he could only escape from this Turn back time, but gone, too late
Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait Nothing to do but lean back, lean back, lean back Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
Mocking and slandering relent Day after day giving no chance to Routinely insulted, no concern or No to ponder or chance to reflect
around him getting colder Heavy burden carried on his Tellin him, I ya, none to turn to and no support No to cry on for his life cut short
woman though not all she seemed Soon grim and not a dream the first certainly, not her last Moment of weakness became victim of her
Had his night of empty pleasure his belle If he only escape from this hell back time, but time gone, too late
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait left to do but lean back and sit and wait Nothing left to do but back, lean back, lean back Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
results, result of his whim But this BS happen to others not him The poison slowly through his blood Judged and damned by men as if God
knows that its hard, frozen out by best friends and excluded Spend his cold dark alone and secluded What life is about? running between confusion and doubt Fading gradually a tree from drought
Mmm, gettin weaker day by day, lookin bleaker Suffering in pain, slowly dying, crying by this virus, slowly fading away, hey Fading gradually like a from drought
Had his night of empty with his belle If he could only escape from this back time, but time gone, too late
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait Nothing left to do but lean back, back, lean back left to do but lean back and sit and wait
Had his night of empty with his belle If he could escape from this hell Turn back time, but time gone, too
Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait left to do but lean back and sit and wait Nothing to do but lean back, lean back, lean back Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and