Take Aim - Voodoo Six

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