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Want the Want

A whispered curse under his breath

A whispered prayer over a death

A sunrise blotted out by cloud

A mother sleeping by the shroudA poison word that's never said.

A simple frame above the bed.

A poison word will not deceive.

You don't believe what you believe.You want the want.

You want the want

(if it doesn't kill you first

It might just drive you mad)The vision doesn't disappoint

The ghost is lighting up a joint

The fickle crowd has gone to sleep

You're ready now to take the leap

Songwriters

PHILIP B PRICEPublished by

Lyrics © NETTWERK MUSIC GROUP

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