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

• All Night Thing
• Call Me a Dog
• Four Walled World
• Hunger Strike
• Pushin' Forward Back
• Reach Down
• Say Hello to Heaven
• Times of Trouble
• Wooden Jesus