Mr. Want — Elisa

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