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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
But it´s on the table
The fire is cooking
And they´re farming babies
While the slaves are working
The blood is on the table
And their mouths are choking
But I´m going hungry
But I´m going hungry
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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
But it´s on the table
The fire is cooking
And they´re farming babies
While the slaves are working
The blood is on the table
And their mouths are choking
But I´m going hungry
isa going hungry heeeeeeeeeee
vik
But I´m going hungry
isa going hungry heeeeeeeeeee
vik
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But I´m going hungry...
isa going hungry heeeeeeeeeeeeee
vik
But I´m going hungry...
isa going hungry heeeeeeeeeeeeee
vik
yea I don't mind stealing bread
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Idon't mind...
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yea I don't mind stealing bread yea yeaaa yea
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But I´m going hungry
isa But I´m going hungry heeeeeeeeee
vik
But I´m going hungry
isa But I´m going hungry heeeeeeeeee
vik
*pra isa*
Agora é só tocar.