[Verse 1] What is so wrong with wanting more, when “enough” was never mine? Why should I kneel before the hand that draws the borders of my life? They call it greed when I reach higher, call it hunger when I take. But tell me why desire is sin if I was born to want and wake? [Pre-Chorus] There is gold beneath my fingernails, there is fire beneath my skin. Every door they told me not to open only makes me want to enter in. [Chorus] What is so wrong with wanting everything, if I can bear the weight I claim? If I hunger for the taste of life, why should I be ashamed? Do not make me smaller, do not make me holy, I was never made to crawl. If desire is what they fear in me, then let me want it all. What is so wrong with my hunger, if it teaches me to rise? I will wear my greed like golden silk and never apologize. [Verse 2] I want the crown, I want the secret, I want the flame behind the door. I want the things they keep forbidden, and then I want a little more. I want the beauty, want the danger, want the fever and the fall. I want to taste what makes me tremble, I want to feel it all. They call it weakness when I crave it, call it wicked when I stay. But every time I silence longing, something beautiful decays. [Pre-Chorus] So let them whisper, let them judge me, let them dress their fear as truth. I have spent too long denying every savage thing I knew. There is no shame in being hungry, no disgrace in wanting fire. The more they tell me to resist it, the higher climbs desire. [Chorus] What is so wrong with wanting everything, if I can bear the weight I claim? If I hunger for the taste of life, why should I be ashamed? Do not make me smaller, do not make me holy, I was never made to crawl. If desire is what they fear in me, then let me want it all. What is so wrong with my hunger, if it teaches me to rise? I will wear my greed like golden silk and never apologize. [Bridge] I have buried want beneath my tongue, I have starved the hands that reached. I have called my deepest cravings things I should not dare to speak. No more. Let the hunger have a name. Let the wanting have a face. Let the fire climb my body without begging for its grace. I will take. I will taste. I will keep what calls my name. Not because I have to have it because I want it all the same. And if desire is a sin, then let me sin without regret. For every piece of me they buried is a piece I will collect. [Final Chorus] What is so wrong with wanting everything, if it sets my blood alight? If I reach for what I desire, why should I surrender the right? Do not make me smaller, do not make me softer, do not teach me how to kneel. I have tasted what it means to want, and now I know what I can feel. What is so wrong with my hunger, if it finally speaks the truth? If I want the world beneath my hands, then I will take the world in full. Let the greedy call me greedy, let the righteous call me vile. I would rather burn with wanting than live empty for their smile. Greet me with your judgment, crown me with your blame. I will turn every whispered sin into another piece of my name. Burn with me, hunger with me, let the old restraints expire. I do not want to kill the beast within I want to feed the fire. [Outro] There is nothing left to hide in this beautiful disgrace. Desire is not my weakness it is written in my veins. So let the world misunderstand me. Let them call me what they will. I have nothing left to prove now. I want. And I always will.
