Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una mirada ojos que
De rodillas en
Una y no puede darle el no
Una noche y su alma con

Tremenda y quien puede reprocharle
Conosco ese de flojedad
Veneno tierno que siembra la
Cada da tan

Sus demonios fuertes
Cada su alma apuesta

smile, long blonde hair
Pretty green eyes and damned fair
For sure to get with a girl like that
Couldnt pass this chance no what

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

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

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

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

World him getting colder
burden carried on his shoulders
Tellin him, I told ya, to turn to and no support
No shoulder to cry on for his life cut

Pretty woman not all she seemed
Soon grim reality and not a
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 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 back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back, lean back, lean
Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait

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

Lord knows that its hard, out by best friends and excluded
Spend his cold dark alone and secluded
What life is about? Thoughts running confusion and doubt
Fading gradually like a tree drought

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

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

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

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