Corrupted Desires
But what am I to do?
What is this body which I've violated to feel?
How is this hand so corrupted to be?
Were I the human who once held the flowers;
I'd tell you myself we're our own desires.
Corrupted desires, that is what it is.
We wish for what we could have;
we think there's nothing we can miss.
We'd live our lives to not ever be bad.
We've forgotten the desire we had.
What is this body which I've violated to feel?
How is this hand so corrupted to be?
Were I the human who once held the flowers;
I'd tell you myself we're our own desires.
Corrupted desires, that is what it is.
We wish for what we could have;
we think there's nothing we can miss.
We'd live our lives to not ever be bad.
We've forgotten the desire we had.