Em  G D
I steal to feed,
I fight to breeathe,
through hunger not greed
  Em             G          Bm             A
I find these days it's the only way I can surviiive



	Em    G       D           A
	What have I done with my liife?
	Is this the end, when two wooorlds collide
 
                          
Oh, in this dusty city  
with all the gods on the hill
Will not one of them help us
The temple which they built is an empty shell
 

The people who I see, 
scurrying on the streets, 
oblivious to our needs
I wonder sometimes how so many could be so blind

What have I done....
 
 
Today I stole the sun from the sky, 
the color from the heart of a rose
 Em                G        Bm                  A
Today I took food from the hand of a starving child
 

What have I done...

 
Em   G                   D     A
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
(I guess that makes me a bad man)
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