Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

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

Tremenda y quien puede reprocharle
Conosco ese momento de
Veneno que siembra la ansiedad
Cada da tan

Sus demonios intrusos
noche su alma apuesta

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

Shared a rock went to her place
Substances and adrenaline his heart race
So unreal on a white cloud
So surreal premonition of a white

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

Had his night of empty pleasure with his
If he could 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 back and sit and wait
left to do but lean back, lean back, lean back
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and

Mocking and slandering wont
Day day giving no chance to repent
insulted, no concern or respect
No chance to or chance to reflect

World around him getting
burden carried on his shoulders
Tellin him, I told ya, none to turn to and no
No to cry on for his life cut short

woman 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 only escape from hell
Turn back time, but time gone, too

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

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

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

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

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

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

Had his night of empty pleasure 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 to do but lean back and sit and wait
left to do but lean back, lean back, lean back
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait