Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una mirada que matan
De en tentacion
Una palabra y no puede el no
Una y su alma quiebra con

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

Sus demonios intrusos
noche su alma apuesta

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

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

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

Had his night of pleasure with his belle
If he could only escape from this
Turn 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, lean back, back
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait

Mocking and slandering relent
Day after day no chance to repent
insulted, no concern or respect
No chance to ponder or chance to

around him getting colder
Heavy burden on his shoulders
Tellin him, I told ya, none to to and no support
No to cry on for his life cut short

Pretty woman not all she seemed
Soon grim reality and not a
the first certainly, not her last
Moment of became victim of her past

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

Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but 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 slowly runnin through his
and damned by men as if theyre God

Lord knows that its hard, frozen out by best and excluded
Spend his dark days alone and secluded
What life is about? Thoughts between confusion and doubt
Fading gradually like a tree from

Mmm, gettin weaker day by day, future lookin
Suffering in pain, slowly dying, mama
Eatin by this virus, slowly away, hey
Fading gradually like a tree drought

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

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

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

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