(desire)

you always make me drunk
more than any alcohol
both of you and i don’t like banquets
we share a bottle of coke
a whole pizza, a bowl of french fries
see a special film and trip together tonight

my desire is twisted
i hate you, but i wanna eat you
already i can’t understand whether my mind is mine or yours
isn’t this your thoughts?
we got too close, time is too late
only i can do is rejecting you
but i can’t

i straddle you and give a little kiss
my desire is literally yours
your desire hits me bitterly
it becomes more addictive ‘cause you try to suppress it

you and i live in a room
an attic room
of this society
we trip to a place where nobody knows
even we don’t know
we totally lose our control
you laughed

(i love you, my babe.)