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I don't mind stealing bread from the mouth of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless when my cup's already overfilled
But it's on the table, the fire's cooking
And they're farming babies while slaves are working
Blood is on the table, the mouths are choking
But I'm going hungry
I don't mind stealing bread from the mouth of decadence
But I can't feed on the powerless when my cup's already overfilled
But it's on the table, the fire's cooking
And they're farming babies while slaves are working
And it's on the table, their mouths are choking
But I'm going hungry
I'm going hungry, I'm going hungry
I'm going hungry, yeah
Said, I don't mind stealing bread from no, no, no, no
Said, I don't mind stealing bread, oh
But I'm going hungry
I'm going hungry, I'm going hungry
I'm going hungry, yeah



Writer(s): Christopher Cornell Copyright: Susan Silver Publishers, Hipgnosis Side G


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