| I don’t mind stealin' bread from the mouths of decadence
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| But I can’t feed on the powerless when my cup’s already overfilled, yeah
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| But it’s on the table, the fire’s cookin'
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| And they’re farmin' babies, while the slaves are all workin'
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| Blood is on the table and the mouths are all chokin'
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| But I’m goin' hungry, yeah
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| I don’t mind stealin' bread from the mouths of decadence
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| But I can’t feed on the powerless when my cup’s already overfilled, uh huh
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| But it’s on the table, the fire’s cookin'
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| And they’re farmin' babies, while the slaves are all workin'
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| And it’s on the table, their mouths are all chokin'
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| I’m goin' hungry (Goin' hungry)
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| I’m goin' hungry (Goin' hungry)
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| I’m goin' hungry (Goin' hungry)
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| I’m goin' hungry (Goin' hungry)
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| I’m goin' hungry (Goin' hungry)
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| I’m goin' hungry (Goin' hungry)
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| (Yeah, I don’t mind stealin' bread) I don’t mind
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| (No, I don’t mind stealin' bread) I don’t mind
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| I’m goin' hungry (Goin' hungry)
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| I’m goin' hungry (Goin' hungry) |