I hate being that guy but I told you so. And you thought I was just being witty!
Hunger Strike
I dont mind stealing breadFrom the mouths of decadenceBut I cant feed on the powerlessWhen my cups already overfilledBut its on the tableThe fire is cookingAnd theyre farming babiesWhile the slaves are workingThe blood is on the tableAnd their mouths are chokingBut Im growing hungrycourtesy of Temple Of The Dog
Well at least they can agree on something.
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