Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una ojos que matan
De rodillas en
Una palabra y no darle el no
Una noche y su quiebra con

Tremenda fuerza y puede reprocharle
Conosco ese de flojedad
tierno que siembra la ansiedad
Cada da tan

Sus demonios fuertes
Cada noche su apuesta

Warm smile, long hair
Pretty green eyes and skin fair
For sure lucky to get a girl like that
Couldnt pass chance no matter what

Shared a rock went to her place
Substances and made his heart race
So unreal floating on a white
So surreal premonition of a shroud

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

Had his of empty pleasure with his belle
If he only escape from this hell
back 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

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

World around him colder
Heavy burden 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 reality 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 could only escape this hell
Turn back time, but time gone, too

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

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

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

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

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

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

Had his night of empty with his belle
If he only escape 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 back, lean back, lean back
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and