I am not throwing away my shot Hey yo, I’m just like my country I’m young, scrappy and hungry And I’m not throwing away my shot When are these colonies gonna rise up? And I am not throwing away my shot We’re gonna rise up (time to take a shot) I’ma get a

(And I want, and I need) (And I lust, animal) I gotta feel it in my blood, whoa oh I need your touch, don't need your love, whoa oh A wild ride, over stony ground Such a lust for life, the circus comes to town We are the hungry ones, on a lightning raid

On streets we call the zoo We eat the night, we drink the time Make our dreams come true And hungry eyes are passing by The job is done and I go out Another boring day I leave it all behind me now So many worlds away I meet my girl, she's dressed to kill

This is who we are This is what I am We have nowhere else to go Divided we will stand Into glory we will ride We are the ugly Beaten and torn Brooding with power and ready for more We are the hungry

They'll laugh as they watch us fall I want the truth! We're not droplets in the ocean The lucky don't care at all It's unnatural selection I'm hungry for some unrest Counter balance this commotion No chance for fate I wanna push it beyond the peaceful

I don't need your civil war Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh The way we've always done before My hands are tied It feeds the rich while it buries the poor I don't need one more war Look at your young men

When stars were still just the holes to heaven And there were so many fewer questions Where boats break and children stare The air was more than human And the heat was more than hungry And the cars were square and spitting Diesel fumes The bulls were

No one wants you What are we to do? No one wants you Fantastic pace I hope he never grows, grows into nothing He was born in the first grade hungry little lion Swallowed all he saw still he's barely alive He was a colorful person born of some colorful

It’s running through the ground (oh, the ground) Hungry in this cell we've made for ourselves Can you hear that sound? (hear that sound) Now we are eating our own rinds I’m not alone, just feel like a shadow Call it fate, I’m stuck in this state Tangled