Dua Saleh Want: A Siren Song of Sweet Temptation

Dua Saleh’s Want slinks into your ears like a secret whispered at midnight.

This R&B-infused electronic indie-pop track seduces as Saleh’s voice drips honey and vinegar, a bittersweet concoction that leaves you craving more.

The beat pulses with the irregular rhythm of a conflicted heart.

It’s the soundtrack to bad decisions made in dimly lit motel bathrooms and to fingers hovering over “send” on a text you know you shouldn’t write.

Dua Saleh doesn’t just sing about desire; they embody it.

Want isn’t your typical love song. It’s messier and rawer. Dua Saleh navigates the treacherous waters of an on-again, off-again fling with the skill of a seasoned sailor charting stormy seas.

Their lyrics paint vivid pictures: stroking egos, dancing slow, teetering on tightropes of temptation.

This song doesn’t preach, neither does it judge. It simply presents the gloriously flawed nature of human want in all its contradictory beauty.

Dua Saleh’s delivery switches gears effortlessly, from melodic crooning to mellow verses that encapsulate the emotions of the lyrics.

Want is the aural equivalent of a raised eyebrow and a knowing smirk.

It’s an anthem for anyone who’s ever found themselves drawn back to something they know they should leave behind.

Dua Saleh doesn’t offer solutions or morality tales. They simply hold up a mirror to our own desires, letting us see the beautiful mess reflected back.

Want revels in the grey areas, in the spaces between right and wrong, in the delicious agony of wanting something you know you shouldn’t have.

Dua Saleh has crafted a song that feels both intimately personal and startlingly relatable.

Want isn’t just a song. It’s a mood, a vibe, a whole damn experience.

It’s the sound of giving in to temptation and enjoying every second of it, like the memory of a kiss you can’t forget.

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Dua Saleh Want Lyrics

Almost had it
Then you went and threw it all away
Keep backtracking
Even tho the feeling ain’t the same
Now every time I’m back in LA
You up in my bed, it’s late
I know we probably shouldn’t but

I think I want, want, want to
I think I want, want, want to

Try to keep it in the past
Way we love it never lasts
But I want, want

I got you stroking on my ego
You wanna flex on your ex
Give me heat stroke
And you know
I like it better when you dance slow
Say you want another chance
You got high hopes

And when we in it, it feel right tho
You don’t even wanna keep it on the down low
But you pressing on your luck, that’s a no go
Can’t be tippin’ off the edge of the tight rope

Oh and I know we probably shouldn’t but ohh

I think I want, want, want to
I think I want, want, want to

Try to keep it in the past
Way we love it never lasts
But I want, want
Now every time I’m back in LA (want, want to)
You up in my bed, it’s late (want, want)
I know we probably shouldn’t but
I think I want, want, want, want to