Lyrics

I don't mind stealin' bread from the mouths of decadence But I can't feed on the powerless When my cup's already overfilled, yeah But it's on the table, the fire's cookin' And they're farmin' babies, while the slaves are all workin' Blood is on the table and the mouths are chokin' But I'm goin' hungry, yeah I don't mind stealin' bread from the mouths of decadence But I can't feed on the powerless When my cup's already overfilled, yeah, hmm But it's on the table, the fire's cookin' And they're farmin' babies, the slaves are all workin' And it's on the table, their mouths are chokin' I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry) I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry) I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry) I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry) I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry) I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry) Yeah, I don't mind stealin' bread (I don't mind) I don't mind stealin' bread (I don't mind) I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry) I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry)
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