Heatwave on Route 9
(cut off, click)
Voice note clicks off at three seconds flat Heat-shimmer rising on the
tarmac track Gas-station coffee sitting on the dash
Cold caffeine while the cylinders clash
Skip the talk, we are chasing the horizon line (woah)
Leaving all the static far behind
Burn the road, we are running on fumes and fire!
(running fast!) Take the wheel,
we are climbing up higher and higher!
Just the bass, just the road,
just the heat
(hmmmmm) Desert sky watching over the street
We don't need a message or a trace
(no!) We just need the speed and the empty space!
Burn the road, we are running on fumes and fire!
(running fast!) Take the wheel,
we are climbing up higher and higher!
Lost in the heat... (yeah)