In a stare So in-between I’m feeling bold I’m in a dream I have no mask I have no guard It’s just the flesh there bare under the stars And 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 giving into the rhythm of my feet Brush the heat Brush it Brush the heat Brush it
Traffic slow Lights in a 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 live the beat I give in to the rhythm of my feet Brush the heat Brush it Brush the heat Brush it