Brush the Heat

In the stare, So in between

I'm feelin bold, I'm in a dream

I am a mess, I am no god

It's just the flesh that bend of the stars

When the words get in the way

The ones that hurt, the ones that she said

So I give in to live the beat

I'm givin in to the rhythm of my feet

Brush the heat

Brush

Brush the heat

Brush

Brush the heat

Brush

Brush the heat

Brush

Traffic slows, the lights are haze

And all the smog, I'm in a daze

So I move down away from here

And if you smile then maybe I could feel

And all the words get in the way

The ones that hurt, the ones that she said

So I give in to let the beat

And I give in to the rhythm of my feet

Brush the heat

Brush

Brush the heat

Brush

Brush the heat

Brush

Brush the heat

Brush