Nothing you can do
About the raised voices
In the next room
Nothing you can do
Except cover your head
Nothing you can do
To cut the night short
Nothing you can do
But pull a blanket of silence
over your head and suffer
Nothing you can do
To stop the crying in the next room
as dark tension seeps through the walls
nothing you can do
Nothing you can do
When your destiny is shaped
In the next room
When papa and mama shape and
Shake the family in the next room
Nothing you can do
Nothing you can do
But keep the night’s pain to yourself
Fate as always is shaped elsewhere
In another room
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