Temple of the Dog

Temple of the Dog - Hunger strike lyrics

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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 slaves are working
Blood is on the table
And the 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 fires cooking
And they're farming babies
While the slaves are all working
And it's on the table
The mouths are choking
But I'm growing hungry
I'm going hungry
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Author: Chris Cornell

Composer: Chris Cornell

Publisher: A&M Records, Inc., You Make Me Sick I Make Music, Write Treatage Music, Scribing C-ment Songs

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Released in: 2016

Language: English

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