Everybody's goin' round,
In circles 'til I hit the ground,
Hanging all together like a pack of wolves,
They're comin' for me,
Comin' to take me out,
Can you save me,
Staring at a shadow walking through the sand,
We're dustin' off the memories of a holy land,
Reaching for your shoulders never felt so hard,
When your comin' for me,
Comin' for me from the dark,
Can you save me,
And when you bang on your drum,
No, I hear it, oh,
No, I hear it, oh,
Strip the ribs from my lungs,
Now you've seen it, oh,
Now you've seen it, oh,
The heat is on entail and the birds of prey,
I'm hungry for the hunted as of things you say,
Lookin' for the strength to get us from our knees,
Is the desert ever goin' to let us be,
Can you save me,
And when you bang on your drum,
No, I hear it, oh,
No, I hear it, oh
Strip the ribs from my lungs,
Now you've seen it, oh,
Now you've seen it, oh,
And when you bang on your drum,
No, I hear it, oh,
No, I hear it, oh,
Strip the ribs from my lungs,
Now you've seen it, oh,
Now you've seen it, oh.

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