Hot Soul
Hot soul, all alone I can feel it
A fire's burning in my bones
For a while, well, the wine, it suits
Thank the vine fruits, for getting me stoned
Stalemate at a talking spree
Like a thousand cuts that you said to me
If it's a matter of breathing
I'd rather pay the price in the afterlife
Hot soul, I've been told it's the feeling you feel
When living life on the loose
About the time I resigned to the truth
But the proof's saying there ain't no use
Sunset on a distant dream
I can feel the weight crashing over me
I'll light a fire to draw you near
When it's cold up there in your atmosphere
It's all in your head they said
Man it's alright to take it to sunrise
We know that you will
Make it to Monday to run out of runway
You wonder if everybody gets this blue
Hot soul all alone, I can feel it
A fire's burning in my bones
For a while, well, the wine it suits
Thank the vine fruits for getting me stoned
Stalemate at a talking spree
Like a thousand cuts that you said to me
If it's a matter of breathing
I'd rather pay the price in the afterlife
It's all in your head they said
Man it's alright to take it to sunrise
We know that you will
Make it to Monday to run out of runway
You wonder if everybody gets this blue
A fire's burning in my bones
For a while, well, the wine, it suits
Thank the vine fruits, for getting me stoned
Stalemate at a talking spree
Like a thousand cuts that you said to me
If it's a matter of breathing
I'd rather pay the price in the afterlife
Hot soul, I've been told it's the feeling you feel
When living life on the loose
About the time I resigned to the truth
But the proof's saying there ain't no use
Sunset on a distant dream
I can feel the weight crashing over me
I'll light a fire to draw you near
When it's cold up there in your atmosphere
It's all in your head they said
Man it's alright to take it to sunrise
We know that you will
Make it to Monday to run out of runway
You wonder if everybody gets this blue
Hot soul all alone, I can feel it
A fire's burning in my bones
For a while, well, the wine it suits
Thank the vine fruits for getting me stoned
Stalemate at a talking spree
Like a thousand cuts that you said to me
If it's a matter of breathing
I'd rather pay the price in the afterlife
It's all in your head they said
Man it's alright to take it to sunrise
We know that you will
Make it to Monday to run out of runway
You wonder if everybody gets this blue
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Morrice, Ned Gow, Sam Benson, Willy Ferrier
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