In the distance
She saw me coming
I was calling out
I was calling out
Still shaking
Still in pain
Angel or devil
I was thirsty
And you wet my lips
You, I'm waiting for you
You, you set my desire
I trip through your wires
I was broken, bent out of shape
I was naked in the clothes you made
My lips were dry, throat like rust
You gave me shelter
>From the heat and the dust
There's no more water in the well
No more water in the well
Angel or devil
I was thirsty and you wet my lips
You, I'm waiting for you
You, You set my desire
I trip through your wires
Thunder, thunder on the mountain
There's a rain cloud in the desert sky
In the distance you saw me coming
I was calling out
I was calling out
More trip through your wires
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