Nothing Left To Do

Nothing Left To DoUna miradaOjos que matanDe rodillas en tentacion Una palabra y no puede darle el noUna noche y su alma quiebra conTremenda fuerzaY quien puede reprocharleConosco ese momento de flojedadVeneno tierno que siembra la ansiedadCada día tan confusoSus demonios fuertes intrusosCada noche su alma apuestaTranslation[One lookEyes that could killBrought to his knees by temptation One word and he can�t say noOne night and his soul is being tornWith tremendous forceAnd who can blame himI recognize this moment of weaknessFresh poison cultivates the anxietyEach day so confusing His demons closing in on himEach night his soul is at stake]Warm smile � long blond hairPretty green eyes and skin damned fairFor sure lucky to get with a girl like thatCouldn�t pass this chance no matter whatShared a rock then went to her placeSubstances and adrenalin made his heart raceSo unreal floating on a white cloudSo surreal premonition of a white shroudPretty woman though, not all she seemedSoon grim reality and not a dreamWasn�t the first certainly not her lastMoment of weakness, became victim of her pastHad his night of empty pleasure with his BelleIf he could only escape from this hellTurn back time, but time gone, too lateNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitNothing left to do but lean back, lean back,lean backNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitMocking and slandering won�t relentDay after day giving no chance to repentRoutinely insulted no concern or respectNo chance to ponder or chance to reflectWorld around him getting� colderHeavy burden carried on his shouldersTellin� him �I told YA�None to turn to and no supportNo shoulder to cry on for his life cut short Pretty woman though, not all she seemedSoon grim reality and not a dreamWasn�t the first certainly not her lastMoment of weakness, became victim of her pastHad his night of empty pleasure with his BelleIf he could only escape from this hellTurn back time, but time gone, too lateNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitNothing left to do but lean back, lean back,lean backNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitPositive reults, result of his whimBut this bs should happen to others not himThe poison slowly runnin� through his bloodJudged and damned by men as if they� GodLord knows that it�s hardFrozen out by best friends and excludedSpend his cold dark days alone and secludedWhat life is aboutThoughts running between confusion and doubtFading gradually like a tree from droughtMmm gettin� weaker day by day future lookin� bleakerSuffering in pain slowly dying mama cryingEatin� by this virus slowly fading away heyFading gradually like a tree from droughtHad his night of empty pleasure with his BelleIf he could only escape from this hellTurn back time, but time gone, too lateNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitNothing left to do but lean back, lean back, lean backNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitHad his night of empty pleasure with his BelleIf he could only escape from this hellTurn back time, but time gone, too lateNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitNothing left to do but lean back and sit&waitNothing left to do but lean back, lean back,lean backNothing left to do but lean back and sit&wait