Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una mirada ojos que
De en tentacion
Una palabra y no darle el no
Una y su alma quiebra con

Tremenda fuerza y quien puede
ese momento de flojedad
Veneno que siembra la ansiedad
Cada da tan

Sus demonios fuertes
noche su alma apuesta

Warm smile, long hair
green eyes and skin damned fair
For sure lucky to get with a girl that
Couldnt pass this chance no matter

Shared a rock went to her place
Substances and adrenaline made his race
So floating on a white cloud
So surreal of a white shroud

Pretty woman not all she seemed
Soon reality and not a dream
Wasnt the certainly, not her last
of weakness became victim of her past

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

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

Mocking and slandering wont
Day day giving no chance to repent
Routinely insulted, no or respect
No to ponder or chance 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 life cut

woman though not all she seemed
Soon grim reality and not a
Wasnt the first certainly, not her
Moment of weakness victim of her past

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

left 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
left to do but lean back and sit and wait

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

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

Mmm, gettin weaker day by day, lookin bleaker
Suffering in pain, slowly dying, mama
by this virus, slowly fading away, hey
Fading gradually like a from drought

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

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

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

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