THIRST
Dave Sebille
Here we sit the desert sun
Second guessing life
Our future is in our hands
And all I see is sand
Light a fire to survive
We are all just friends
My future is your hands
But I'm a primal man
Can't stop my thirst for blood
It takes up all my time
Stranded in my mind
Electric shock to cure the boy
Are we feeling numb
Our lives are in their hands
Are we still friends
Can't stop my runaway
You take up all my time
Stranded in my mind