Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una ojos que matan
De rodillas en
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 siembra la
da tan confuso

Sus demonios intrusos
Cada noche su apuesta

Warm smile, blonde hair
green eyes and skin damned fair
For sure lucky to get with a girl like
Couldnt pass chance no matter what

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

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

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

Nothing left to do but lean 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 back and sit and wait

Mocking and slandering wont
Day after day giving no chance to
Routinely insulted, no or respect
No chance to ponder or to reflect

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

woman though 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 empty pleasure his belle
If he could only escape this hell
Turn back time, but gone, too late

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

results, result 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, out by best friends and excluded
Spend his cold dark days alone and
What life is about? running between confusion and doubt
Fading gradually like a from drought

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

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

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

Had his night of pleasure with 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 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