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Brush The Heat - text

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

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