Don't talk about lychee nuts
Don't speak about chicken wings
Those things have been my downfall
Why was I so weak
Amongst those other sinful things
If the moon came down to earth
It would follow me
Haunt me til the day I die

Let me alone
Don't expect me to be true
I will always let you down
For I have fallen to the ground
Repenting because of pilfered lychee nuts 
Those stolen chicken wings
My heart is heavy
When I am reminded about those things

I feel ashamed that I've been such a failure
Chewing on someone else's lychee nut
For devouring some other person's chicken wing
Amongst so many other things
If the stars fell down to earth
They would find me
I am sure
Burn me to the bone
Self-immolation would be of no concern
Those giant orbs of cosmic energy
Would incinerate my wanting soul

If God hears these rumours
About my filth and transgressions
He would order a hitman
To find me and kill me
For all those evil moments
When I pilfered someone else's lychee nut
When I not so secretly swiped
Someone else's chicken wing
Self destruction
Has always been one of those things
In my bag of possibilities

I don't rely on myself
I've found I can't be trusted
I am not true
I've choked on lychee nuts
And chicken wings
They've brought me down
Down and down
To this base place
Where lies can't live
Where secrets can't exist
Because I wear my guilt
Upon my frayed imperfect sleeve
For I am imperfect
In every way

But before I leave
This earthly life
Before I close my eyes
One last time
I must admit my guilt
I must tell you how I've felt
Before God finds me
And brings me to my knees
Kneeling here grieving
While the world around me burns
Before I forever leave