First World Problems

Lungs full of gas and blood, when children die it's never enough
 Put the blinders on plug in, you begin to lose touch, as you're wired mind is shut
 We must fight this, you bite the hand that feeds you
 You fight the hands that keep you up
 And still it's not good enough
 When the world begins to feed on you, don't come knocking
 The doors are closed there's better things to do, we'll brush you off with
 Thoughts and prayers, and hearts and shares, I've done my part, I've said enough, so
 Dig your grave and die inside it too, I've got my first world problems to lose
 Action is action, disgust is disgust, ashes to ashes, we all turn to dust
 If this is how, the brave behave, then this is not, where I'm meant to be, so run
 When the world begins to feed on you, don't come knocking
 The doors are closed there's better things to do, we'll brush you off with
 Thoughts and prayers, and hearts and shares, I've done my part, I've said enough, so
 Dig your grave and die inside it too, I've got my first world problems to lose
 We must fight this, you bite the hand that feeds you, don't bite the hand that feeds you
 We must fight this, you bite the hand that feeds you, you fight the hands that hold you up
 But still you're not good enough, so die
 When the world begins to feed on you, don't come knocking
 The doors are closed there's better things to do, we'll brush you off with
 Thoughts and prayers, and hearts and shares, I've done my part, I've said enough, so
 Dig your grave and die inside it too, I've got my first world problems