Poverty

*Need drives you to do the craziest things
Things you think you wouldn´t never do
Things that only get ashamed you
But to can get something of food in your mouth
You don´t stop to think about*

But still your stomach cry by hunger
Thinking about tomorrow drives you crazy
Cause you don´t know if you´d get some food to eat
Always put the trouble head on the pillow
Never find peacefulness
Thinking you won´t reach another day
Killing yourself, drowning yourself

*Chorus

And in a funny way you laugh on your misery