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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 growing hungry
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