Hunger Strike

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, yeah
But it's on the table, the fire's cooking
And they're farming babies, while the slaves are all working
Blood is on the table and the mouths are all choking
But I'm going 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, uh huh
But it's on the table, the fire's cooking
And they're farming babies, while the slaves are all working
And it's on the table, their mouths are all choking
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)

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

(Yeah, I don't mind stealing bread) I don't mind
(No, I don't mind stealing bread) I don't mind
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)
I'm going hungry (Going hungry)