I dont mind stealing bread, from the mouths of decadents
But i cant feed on the powerless, when my cups already overfilled
Yeah
But it's on the table, the fire's cooking
And they're farming babies, the slaves are all working
Blood is on the table, their mouths are all choking
But I'm goin' 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
Oh
But it's on the table, the fire is cooking
And they're farming babies, the slaves are all working
And it's on the table, their mouths are all choking

But I'm going hungry (Going hungry)
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)

I dont mind stealing bread (oh, i dont mind)
No i dont mind stealing bread

So i'm going hungry(Going hungry)
I'm going hungry(Going hungry)