Hunger Strike

Hunger Strike 

by 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 
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 growing hungry 

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