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
(La-la, la la-la, la la-la, la lalala)
(La la-la, la la-la, la la-la, la lalala)
(La la-la, la la-la, la la-la, la lalala)
(La la-la, la la-la, la la-la, la lalala)
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 (Oooh)
Brush the heat, brush (Oooh)
Brush the heat, brush (Oooh)
Brush the heat, brush
(La-la, la la-la, la la-la, la lalala)
(La la-la, la la-la, la la-la, la lalala)
(La la-la, la la-la, la la-la, la lalala)
(La la-la, la la-la, la la)
Brush, brush
Brush, brush
Brush, brush
Brush, brush
Brush, brush