Luyện nghe bài hát Hunger Strike

I don't stealing bread
the mouths of decadence

But I feed on the powerless
When my cup's already
But on the table
The cooking

And farming babies
And the slaves are all
Blood is on the
The mouths are

I'm going
I mind stealing bread
the mouths of decadence

But I feed on the powerless
When my cup's overfilled
But on the table
The cooking

And starving babies
And the slaves are all
And it's on the
The mouths are

I'm hungry