I followed him desperately
Did anyone see?
Craving him, half-heartedly
thinking till someone catches us. We
who look like thieves, however
nothing to take but my lustful purity.
This whole lie I followed, followed
Followed, thinking I was right
Thinking skin was a sin, thinking
thinking, all I've committed to, thinking.
But butterflies are naive, but hearts
are nothing but all
And he who spread his wings, he who loved
I fed him his nectar, this sinful sweetness
But everyone saw, knew, whispered, and quiet
Thinking I lied to them, insults
poured all over, be careful, the sidewalk is