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 fuerza y quien puede
Conosco ese momento de
tierno que siembra la ansiedad
Cada da tan

Sus demonios fuertes
Cada noche su alma

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

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

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

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

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

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

around him getting colder
Heavy burden carried on his
Tellin him, I told ya, to turn to and no support
No shoulder to cry on for his life cut

woman though not all she seemed
Soon grim reality and not a
the first 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 to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
Nothing left to do but back, lean back, lean back
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait

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

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

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

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

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

Had his night of empty with his belle
If he only escape from this 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 left to do but back and sit and wait