Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una mirada ojos que
De en tentacion
Una y no puede darle el no
Una y su alma quiebra con

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

Sus demonios fuertes
Cada noche su alma

Warm smile, long hair
Pretty green eyes and skin fair
For sure lucky to get with a girl that
Couldnt pass this no matter what

a rock then went to her place
Substances and adrenaline made his heart
So unreal floating on a white
So surreal of a white shroud

Pretty though not all she seemed
Soon reality and not a dream
Wasnt the certainly, not her last
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 to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back, lean back, back
Nothing left to do but lean 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 around him getting
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 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 only escape from this
Turn back time, but 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 back, lean back, lean back
left to do but lean back and sit and wait

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

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

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

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

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

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

left to do but lean back 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 to do but lean back and sit and wait