Hotbox

It's a hotbox
Purgatory in your garage
Half asleep and your
Making eyes at me through the fog

He's a bass player
But his friends will call him a god
No shot

I wanna know
Am I your favorite girl at the show
Take me to heaven again
Take me there slow
Up in your closet
Seven minutes to go

And it's twilight
But I bet we'll be here 'til dawn
Might as well pass the time with the radio on

I'm a mystic
Hold my hand and I'll read ur palms
All wrong

I wanna know
Am I your favorite girl at the show
Take me to heaven again
Take me there slow
Up in your closet
Seven minutes to go

You wanna talk
Good conversation with your winter coat off
Licorice sweet on my tongue
And stuck in my teeth
Up in your closet
Seven minutes of peace

Up in your closet seven minutes to go



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