Lyrics:

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,
And it's on the table
The fire's cooking
And they're farming babies
While the slaves are working
The 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
And it's on the table
The fire's cooking
And they're farming babies
While the slaves are all working
The blood is on the table
And mouths are choking
I'm going 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)
Yeah
Oh Yeah
Oh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry)
I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry)
Yeah
Oh
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh
I don't mind stealing bread
Oh
I don't mind stealing bread
Yeah
I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry)
Yeah
I'm going hungry (I'm going hungry)
Yeah
Oh