The tin lions of the concrete jungle lurk on the corners of the streets
I avoid them when I feel great emotions in my chest
my heart is empty and the hunger just grows and grows
will I never, will I never have peace, will I never
everything I have killed to eat
I have carried everything to the table
why does no one ever thank?
why does no one reward the predator?
predator-aa...predator...
I was scratched by a tin lion and something broke inside me
I'm wounded, if I kneel in front of a concrete jungle storm
my heart is empty and the hunger just grows and grows
will I never, will I never find peace, I won't
I have killed everything to eat
I have carried everything to the table
why does no one ever thank?
why does no one reward the predator?
the heart is empty and the hunger just grows and grows
will I never, will I never have peace, will I not
I have killed everything to eat
I have carried everything to the table
why does no one ever thank?
why does no one reward the predator?< br/>predator-aa-aa...