A Factory In the Desert

The Icicle Works

It rolls in like a cold wind, it fills me up with fear
The icy fingers clutch me with each motion that I hear
Though diligence caress me, deliverance unfold
The distant bells are ringing in a small town in my soul

Dream up, dream up
Let me fill your cup
I promise you the world
I promise you the world
I'll love you as a factory in the desert

While trying to obsess me, her confidence falls down
I have to steal this moment to observe her wistful frown
But her logic is a jungle, security roams wild
The laughter's ever present in the camp of the beguiled

Dream up, dream up
Let me fill your cup
I promise you the world
I promise you the world
I'll love you as a factory in the desert
I'll love you as a factory in the desert

Dream up, dream up
Let me fill your cup
I promise you the world
I promise you the world
I'll love you as a factory in the desert
I'll love you as a factory in the desert
I'll love you as a factory in the desert

Come to me, come to me, come to me, oh, oh, oh

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