We're all green with envy when we live speedy and greedy in the city.

Can you dish out blame? When there's all this pride and prejudice.

Its overabundance pours into a gluttonous waterfall that then morphs into sloth sleepy after the fall.

We awaken with hunger to cry out,

"We're wrath as hell and we won't take it anymore!"

Still...

We go back to sleep, merely craving

One lust bite. One lust whisper.

One lust touch.