I want to tear out half the pages

I want to create a different color

I want to roll your thoughts and smoke 'em

I want to crush this bitter softness



But Mr Want is dead he was sick for a long time

I would have liked to have known him but he left too soon

I want to bathe in the sea of rescue

I want to net a sweater for the moon

I want to steal your breath and sell it

I want to pour honey on the blade



But Mr Want is dead he was sick for a long time

I would have liked to have known him but he left too soon



Now Mr Want is dead he was sick for a long time

I would have liked to have known him but he left too soon



Soon yeah soon yeah soon yeah



I want to escape this endless freedom

I want to laugh like summer lightning

I want to ignore your best seduction

I want to love with all my hatred



But Mr Want is dead he was sick for a long time

I would have liked to have known him but he left too soon



Now Mr Want is dead he was sick for a long time

I would have liked to have met him but he left too soon