we may conquer the moon
and fill our heads
with the lies you've said
and words already used

we'll disappear in the evening

the moon is dry
you better learn to hide
it is fake as their minds
it is held by a wire

we'll disappear in the evening
we'll disappear when the sun climbs in the atmosphere

this desert is white as a noise
and insane as a trip to the sun

we don't need
to be who you want
we'll never talk
we'll never talk

this desert is white as a noise

and insane as a trip to the sun

to the sun
to the sun...