Heatwave en la Azotea

Five minutes away... Yeah,

you know I'm five minutes away

Standing on the rooftop edge

Humid air is breathing on my neck

Looking down at the parking lot crowd

Heavy bass is pounding loud

I text you that I'm close,

on my way

But I'm watching the city lights sway

(lo siento, mi amor) Cinco minutos,

I'm five minutes away (mentira)

Cinco minutos, you know I'm gonna stay

Under the heat of the rooftop ledge Dancing right on the danger

edge Cinco minutos, cinco minutos

Parking lot warm underneath our feet

Sweat dripping down in the midnight heat

I'm still here, high above it all

Waiting for the moment that we fall

One more lie to keep the game alive

Just another promise to survive

Cinco minutos, I'm five minutes away (mentira) Cinco minutos,

you know I'm gonna stay

Under the heat of the

rooftop ledge

Dancing right on the danger edge Cinco minutos,

cinco minutos

Just five minutes... (haha)

Humid night,

rooftop height

Five minutes...