Take Aim Dripping dry ain't getting you nowhere, seems about time you're dishing out your share Lucky me in this desert soaked in wine, lucky you with the pleasure that's all mine Now you're raising your hands, you're too sick to understand You got me where you want me so go ahead and take aim What happens when you need me? Come back and I'm game So take aim, take aim Feeling high means the night ahead is clear, see the drink flow into a sea of swimming fear Now the rope's tight see the burn feel the burn upon your skin Now it's getting hot, come on and taste me with your sin Now you're raising your hands, raising your hands