Eat the Meek Frank Turner

[Verse 1]
'Cause there's never gonna be enough space
So eat the meek, enjoy the waste
It's always gonna be a delicacy
So lick your chops and eat the meek

[Chorus]
Why must we stay where we don't belong?
Why must we stay where we don't belong?

[Verse 2]
The factory mass produced fear
Bottled, capped, distributed near and far
Sold for a reasonable price
People, they love it, they feed it
Brush with it, bathe with it, breathe it
Inject it direct to the blood
It seems to be replacing love

[Chorus]
Why must we stay where we don't belong?
Why must we stay where we don't belong?

[Bridge]
Because there's always gonna be token truth
Forgotten code, discarded youth (Discarded youth)
You know there's always gonna be pedigree
One own the air, one pay to breathe