Bottom Rung Video (MV)

I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
Cause I don't wanna die unsung
And I'm straining for the bottom rung
And I am not the only one
I'm bleeding in the place I'm from
The debt I carry weighing me down
And I'm breathing through a plastic straw
Takes everything for me not to drown

It's a rigged game, working to play
Live hand to mouth and then feeling the shame
Slaving all day, earning to pay
Nose to the grindstone it won't go away
Cashing out broke, we are all choked
Living our lives with their hands 'round our throats

I can't stop screaming at the top of my lungs
Cause I don't wanna die unsung
And I'm straining for the bottom rung
And I am not the only one
I'm bleeding in the place I'm from
The debt I carry weighs me down
I'm breathing through a plastic straw
Takes everything for me not to drown

No living wage, work like a slave
Taking a beating, releasing the rage
Rip out the page, tear up the stage
It's a free country inside of this cage
Nowhere to go, reap what you sow
Pitchforks are coming we will overthrow

Backed in a corner by my favourite things
Say you can fly while they're clipping your wings
The weight of this load keeps us under their thumb
Standing alone we will not overcome

So I keep screaming at the top of my lungs
Cause I don't wanna die unsung
And I'm straining for the bottom rung
And I am not the only one
Screaming at the top of my lungs
Cause I don't wanna die