Dripping dry ain't getting you nowhere,
seems about time you're dishing out your share
Lucky me in this desert soaked in wine,
lucky you with the pleasure that's all mine

Now you're raising your hands, you're too sick to understand

You got me where you want me so go ahead and take aim
What happens when you need me? Come back and I'm game
So take aim, take aim

Feeling high means the night ahead is clear,
see the drink flow into a sea of swimming fear
Now the rope's tight see the burn feel the burn upon your skin
Now it's getting hot, come on and taste me with your sin

Now you're raising your hands, raising your hands