Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una mirada ojos que
De rodillas en
Una palabra y no puede el no
Una noche y su quiebra con

fuerza y quien puede reprocharle
Conosco ese de flojedad
Veneno tierno que siembra la
da tan confuso

Sus demonios intrusos
noche su alma apuesta

Warm smile, blonde hair
Pretty green eyes and skin damned
For sure lucky to get a girl like that
Couldnt pass this chance no what

a rock then went to her place
Substances and adrenaline his heart race
So unreal floating on a cloud
So premonition of a white shroud

Pretty though not all she seemed
Soon reality and not a dream
Wasnt the first certainly, not her
Moment of became victim of her past

Had his of empty pleasure with his belle
If he could only from this hell
back time, but time gone, too late

Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
Nothing to do but lean back, lean back, lean back
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait

Mocking and slandering relent
Day day giving no chance to repent
Routinely insulted, no concern or
No chance to ponder or to reflect

World him getting colder
Heavy carried on his shoulders
Tellin him, I told ya, none to turn to and no
No shoulder to cry on for his cut short

Pretty woman though not all she
Soon grim and not a dream
the first certainly, not her last
Moment of weakness became victim of her

Had his night of pleasure with his belle
If he could only escape from this
Turn back time, but time gone, too

Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait
left to do but lean back, lean back, lean back
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait

results, result of his whim
But this BS should happen to not him
The poison runnin through his blood
Judged and by men as if theyre God

Lord knows that its hard, frozen out by friends and excluded
his cold dark days alone and secluded
What life is about? Thoughts running between and doubt
Fading like a tree from drought

Mmm, weaker day by day, future lookin bleaker
Suffering in pain, dying, mama crying
Eatin by virus, slowly fading away, hey
Fading gradually like a tree from

Had his night of empty with his belle
If he only escape from this hell
Turn time, but time gone, too late

Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back, back, lean back
Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait

Had his night of empty with his belle
If he only escape from this hell
back time, but time gone, too late

Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait
left to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing to do but lean back, lean back, lean back
left to do but lean back and sit and wait