Tough luck the waters runnin' out
And the nights get hot, out here in the desert
Sure ain't pleasant
Fat chance that what I see is for real,
An oasis between the palm-trees
I feel the sand fall right off from my hands
And oh you stop the time
To this impossible embrace
And I paralyze
When you look inside my mind
When you disappear from sight
You lead me straight to a trap and then fuck me up
With my own consciousness
Oh my mirage, I can't have you, so I starve
Once you've jinxed me up, and my body's givin' in to a
Painful pleasure
As cruel as the weather
And oh you stop the time
And oh you stop the time
Tough luck this cannot be for real
Still it's the best thing to happen to me
I don't care 'bout truth
I lust for you
My dead sea fruit
And oh you stop the time
And oh you stop the time
And oh you stop the time
