Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una mirada ojos que
De en tentacion
Una palabra y no puede el no
Una noche y su alma con

Tremenda y quien puede reprocharle
Conosco ese momento de
Veneno tierno que la ansiedad
da tan confuso

Sus demonios fuertes
noche su alma apuesta

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Positive results, result of his
But this BS should to others not him
The slowly runnin through his blood
Judged and by men as if theyre God

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

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

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

Had his night of empty with his belle
If he could only escape this hell
back time, but time 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, back
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait