My worthless desires
are heartless admires
that burns through my soul
like California forest fires.

They kiss my lips
and make me shake.
Squeeze my mind
and make me hate
the world in which we live
that's filled with hate.
Where everywhere we turn
losing our soul is at stake.
Either to someone's selfish wants
or to society's expectations that haunts our every thought.

My worthless desires
are heartless admires
that burns through my soul
like California forest fires.

They hold my hand
and make me follow
the things that shine
which will make me shallow
with such an urgency
that I lose my shadow.

My worthless desires
are heartless admires
that burns through my soul
like California forest fires.