Do Nothing

I see sadness all around us
I hear pain in every side
Poverty is what's remaining
While we use your plastic cards

I see wrinkles in the faces
I hear silence through their mouths
Forced into slavery burdens
Where pain is now a whim

Whim

I hear, you hear, they hear
I see, you see, they see
I do Nothing, Nothing, Nothing
You do Nothing, Nothing, Nothing
We do Nothing, Nothing, Nothing
At all!
At all!
At all!
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Credits
Writer(s): Augusto Manuel Linhares Andrade Rocha Silva
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