The Desert

Like dusty wind blows in the desert, it's heating up
And callous feelings, revealing the demon that's eating me up
Can you feel my sweat?
You kept foreseeing the season, season, I-ooh
Every night I dream to go back again, I
Can you feel my sweat?

Can you feel my sweat?
Can you, can you feel the rising heat?
Oh Lord, it's rising
Can you, can you feel the rising heat?
Oh Lord, it's rising
Can you feel my sweat?

I've been sinking in quicksand, this wasteland eating me up
Like a side one, a trailing, stirring cat to you
Can you feel my sweat?
My vision blurs in the distant oasis like ooh
Every night I dream to go back again, I
Can you feel my sweat?

Can you, can you feel the rising heat?
Oh Lord, it's rising
Can you, can you feel the rising heat?
Oh Lord, it's rising

Hot, hot, hot heels approaching the deck
You wisen up
Hot, hot, hot heels approaching the deck
You wisen up

Can you feel my sweat?
Hot, hot, hot heels approaching the deck
You wisen up
Hot, hot, hot heels approaching the deck
You wisen up

Hot, hot, hot heels approaching the deck
You wisen up
Hot, hot, hot heels approaching the deck
You wisen up



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Charles Besley, Michael John Ansell, Jackson Holliday Schumacher, Oliver William Packard, Sean Henry Congues, Zachary Jordan Hamilton-reeves
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