Lyrics - Blinded by wants
🎵 Blinded By Wants
Khmer Style
"A raw reflection on youthful greed, guilt, and the quiet sacrifices of a mother. 'Blinded By Wants' confronts materialism with humility and deep emotional maturity."
I wanted more than what we had,
New clothes, new games, made me glad.
A click, a swipe, her card in hand,
Never thinking, never planned.
She worked till night, six days straight,
While I spent like luck controlled my fate.
Every gift, a debt unpaid,
Every want, a choice she made.
The walls of the stores felt cold and bright,
Temptation whispering in the light.
Hands too quick, a price unpaid,
A stolen rush, a choice I made.
Reebok sneakers fresh and white,
Nintendo games that felt so right.
Thought they were mine, thought no one knew,
But shame would come, the guilt ran through.
She gave, she gave, with no complaint,
A mother’s love, no need for thanks.
I took, I took, I never saw,
The weight she carried, the lines it drew.
**"ពោះរបស់ខ្ញំឆ្អែតប៉ុន្តែខ្ញុំនៅតែឃ្លាន"**
(*"I was full, but I was starving"*)
Blinded by wants, I couldn’t see,
The hands that fed were bleeding for me.
Dressed in new, but wrapped in lies,
A selfish child, with shut-out eyes.
Blinded by wants, I chased the glow,
Too late to learn what I should’ve known.
Now I stand where she once stood,
Wishing I’d understood.
Now I hold my child, soft and small,
And I see her face through it all.
The nights she worked, the days she gave,
So I could have the life she made.
It took the years to understand,
Love isn’t gold, love isn’t grand.
It’s sacrifice, it’s quiet pain,
It’s giving all with none to gain.
She gave, she gave, with no complaint,
A mother’s love, no need for thanks.
I took, I took, I never saw,
The weight she carried, the lines it drew.
**"ខ្ញុំយល់តែវាយឺតពេលទៅហើយ"**
(*"I realized too late"*)
I was full, but I was starving
Blinded by wants, I couldn’t see,
The hands that fed were bleeding for me.
Dressed in new, but wrapped in lies,
A selfish child, with shut-out eyes.
Blinded by wants, I chased the glow,
Too late to learn what I shouldn’t know.
Now I stand where she once stood,
Wishing I’d understood.
If I could go back, whisper low,
Tell that boy what he should know.
That every coin, every dime,
Was her sacrifice, not just mine.
**"សូមទោសម៉ែ ខ្ញុំធ្វើឱ្យអ្នកយំ"**
(*"Sorry, mom, I made you cry"*)
She never asked, she never spoke,
But love was there in all she broke.
Blinded by wants, I couldn’t see,
But love was always carrying me.