The Heat Of The Sun Lyrics

Dirt and mountains, I'm surrounded

And it seems there's no way out

Lizards run by, roots are so dry

And I just can't even shout

Drying up here, this is my fear

I would leave, I don't know how

Sights are hazy, feeling lazy

It must be the lethargy

Sun is beaming, must be dreaming

But out here, it's anarchy

Vultures swoon over their food

The desert takes its toll on me

I long to get some rest

To ease this pressure in my chest

Out here is a loaded gun

Drying in the heat of the sun

Losing effort, broken record

Saying the same things again

Day after day, things never change

And it feels like it's the end

Lamb to slaughter, need some water

And the hours start to blend

Someone save me, going crazy

And there are no tourists here

One and only, feeling lonely

And there's no one to hold dear

Never agile, roots are fragile

And I've lost all of my cheer

I long to get some rest

To ease this pressure in my chest

Out here is a loaded gun

Drying in the heat of the sun

I long to get some rest

To ease this pressure in my chest

Out here is a loaded gun

Drying in the heat of the sun