I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless

When my cup's already overfilled
But it's on the table
The fire is cooking

And they're farming babies
While the slaves are working
Blood is on the table

And the mouths are choking
I'm growing hungry
Yeah


I don't mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence

But I can't feed on the powerless
When my cup's already overfilled
But it's on the table

The fires cooking
And they're farming babies
While the slaves are all working

Blood it's on the table
The mouths are choking
I'm growing hungry

(I'm going hungry)
I'm going hungry
(I'm going hungry)

I'm going hungry
(I'm going hungry yeah)
I'm going hungry

(I'm going hungry yeahh! )

Ohh yeah

Oohh
Yeahhh!
Yeahhh!


I'm going hungry
I'm going hungryyy!

I'm going hungry
I'm going hungryyy! Yeahhh!


Oooh!
Ooh yeahhh!
Ohh yeahh!

Ohhh!

I don't mind stealing bread!

Oooh!
I don't mind stealing bread!
Yeahh!


I'm going hungry
I'm going hungryyy yeahh!

I'm going hungry
I'm going hungryyy yeahh!
Oooh!