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