Hunger Strike - Temple Of The Dog

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 is cooking
And their farming babies
While slaves are working

And blood is on the table
And their mouths are choking
But 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, oh

Ah, but it's on the table
The fire's cooking
And their farming babies
While the slaves are working

And it's on the table
Their mouths are choking
But I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)

I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)
I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)
I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)
I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)

I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)
I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)

Yeah, I don't mind stealing bread (Ah, I don't mind)
Yeah, I don't mind stealing bread
I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)
I'm growing hungry (Growing hungry)