Brush the Heat

In the stair So in between I'm feelin bold I'm in a dream I am a mess I have no guard Just the ___ damn thing under the stars The ones that hurt The words that she said So i give in And let them be I'm givin in to the rhythm of my feet Brush the heat Bush Brush the heat Brush Brush the heat Brush Brush the heat Brush Traffic slows Lights ahead Turn on the smog I'm in a daze So roaming 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 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