Desire - Blooom, Ghost'n'ghost

Looks like we’ve come to the end of the road

There’s not point in running away now

I’d rather sleep until the storm is gone

She’d rather be shooting at me now

I know it will end up in anger

I don’t think we grew up

We just became older

She’s aiming her words

Ready to fire

I don’t think that bullets will bring back desire

I don’t think that bullets will bring back desire

Looks like a blink of an eye’s not enough

She’d rather be staying for days now

I’d rather fix it than mess up again

She’d rather be burning it all now

I know it will end up in anger

I don’t think we grew up

We just became older

She’s aiming her words

Ready to fire

I don’t think that bullets will bring back desire

I don’t think that bullets will bring back desire