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In my home of sand
Outside the city of gold
Well, the wind's so burning hot
But my heart remains so cold
I need to buy myself some answers
But the truth's already been sold

Well, I know how to use a razor
Carve my initials in the light
Yes, I know how to use a razor
Carve my initials in the light
Sometimes in the depth of the dark, baby
I can make everything all right

In my home of sand
Outside the city of gold
Well, the wind's so burning hot
But my heart remains so cold, yes it does
The shelter in your eyes
I dream about it when I die, thirst for it when I cry

In my home of sand
Outside the city of gold
Well, the wind's so burning hot
But my heart remains so cold
The shelter in your eyes
I dream about it when I die, thirst for it when I cry, when I cry

My meal of salt
Upon that table of stone
My meal of salt
Upon that table of stone
Your feat's so sweet
While I thirst here all alone

In my home of sand
Outside the city of gold
Well, the wind's so burning hot
But my heart remains so cold, yes it does
I need to buy myself some aspirin
But the truth's already been sold
In my home of sand   Outside the city of gold   Well, the wind's so burning hot   But my heart remains so cold   I need to buy myself some answers   But the truth's already been sold      Well, I know how to use a razor   Carve my initials in the light   Yes, I know how to use a razor   Carve my initials in the light   Sometimes in the depth of the dark, baby   I can make everything all right      In my home of sand   Outside the city of gold   Well, the wind's so burning hot   But my heart remains so cold, yes it does   The shelter in your eyes   I dream about it when I die, thirst for it when I cry      In my home of sand   Outside the city of gold   Well, the wind's so burning hot   But my heart remains so cold   The shelter in your eyes   I dream about it when I die, thirst for it when I cry, when I cry      My meal of salt   Upon that table of stone   My meal of salt   Upon that table of stone   Your feat's so sweet   While I thirst here all alone      In my home of sand   Outside the city of gold   Well, the wind's so burning hot   But my heart remains so cold, yes it does   I need to buy myself some aspirin   But the truth's already been sold