Desire Songtext
von Zola Jesus

Lick my wounds like
You can taste them
Would it make much
Of a difference?

If you knew my pain
If you could see my side
Only for a minute
Just enough to empathize


Desire
Ooh, desire
Storm of the heart
Storm of the heart
Desire, desire
Ooh, ooh

Desire, desire
Desire, ooh

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

Desire, desire
Desire, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

Desire, desire
Storm of the heart
Storm of the heart


Desire
Desire, ooh
Ooh