Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

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

Tremenda fuerza y puede reprocharle
ese momento de flojedad
Veneno que siembra la ansiedad
da tan confuso

Sus demonios intrusos
Cada su alma apuesta

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

Shared a rock then went to her
and adrenaline made his heart race
So unreal on a white cloud
So surreal of a white shroud

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

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

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

World 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 life cut

Pretty woman though not all she
Soon grim reality and not a
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 this hell
Turn back time, but time gone, too

Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait
Nothing 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 this BS happen to others not him
The poison slowly runnin through his
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
life is about? Thoughts running between confusion and doubt
Fading gradually like a from drought

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

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

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

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

Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
left 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