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Fontaines D.C. – Desire

Deep they’ve designed you
From cradle to pyre
In the mortal attire
Desire
Desire
It’s so hard to find you
The mist you’ve acquired
Has you turned to a liar
Desire
Desire
Desire
Desire

I see them driving into nothing where the nothing is sure
They drown their wishes in the fountain like their fathers before (All they want denied)
And in the park the firefighters turned their bodies to glass
Some people seemed to take their time when they pass

Deep they’ve designed you
From cradle to pyre
In the mortal attire
Desire
Desire
It’s high to be wanted
But haunted is higher
And the change requires
Desire
Desire
Desire
Desire
Desire

Every 24 wretchin’ with desire
All 24 wretchin’ with with desire
Every 24 wretchin’ with desire
All 24 wretchin’ with with desire
Every 24 wretchin’ with desire
All 24 wretchin’ with with desire
All 24 wretchin’ with with desire
All 24 wretchin’ with with desire