I want to tear out a house of pages
And I want to create a different color
I want to roll your thoughts in smoke
And 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
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
And I want to knit a sweater for the moon
I want to steal your breath and silence
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
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
Yeah
I want to escape this endless freedom
And I want to laugh like summer lightning
I want to ignore your best seduction
And 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
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
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
But Mr. Want is dead, he was sick for a long time
And I would have liked to have met him, but he left too soon
And I would have liked to have met him, but he left too soon
And I would have liked to have met him, but he left too soon