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I dont mind stealing bread, from the mouths of decadents But I cant fleed on the powerless, when my cups already overfilled And it's on the table, the fire's cooking And they're farming babies, the slaves are all working The blood is on the table, their mouths are all choking I'm goin' hungry, yeah I don't mind stealing bread, from the mouths of decadence But I can't fleed on the powerless, when my cup's already overfilled And it's on the table, the fire is cooking And they're farming babies, the slaves are all working The blood is on the table, their mouths are all choking And I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry) I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry) I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry) I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry) (oh yeah, oh, yeah, yeah-eah) I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry) I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry, yeah) (ohoh, oh yeah, yeah yeah) I dont mind stealing bread, oh No I dont mind stealing bread I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry) I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry, yeah, oh) |