Lyrics
Empty pockets, empty stomach
Erasing our cultures, for money
Without it, we don't deserve to live
I'm trapped under my debts
What can I do? I fear for my life
And death is never too far away
It's too comfortable
Empty pockets, empty stomach
Erasing our cultures, for money
Without it, we don't deserve to live
I'm trapped under my debts
What can I do? I fear for my life
And death is never too far away
It's too comfortable