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 quiebra con

Tremenda fuerza y quien puede
ese momento de flojedad
Veneno tierno que siembra la
da tan confuso

Sus fuertes intrusos
Cada noche su alma

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

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

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

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
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

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

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

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

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

left to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait
left to do but lean 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 runnin through his blood
and damned by men as if theyre God

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

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

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

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

Had his night of pleasure with his belle
If he could escape from 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 back, lean back, lean back
Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait