Heat Songtext
von Vacation

Identity hides in my teeth
There are parts of me that I′ve never seen
The familiar air makes my nose bleed
Round and round and round again,
Always spilling out again

Down on concrete I am the heat
Rising up from the street


I sit and greet her with no sleep
She comes on soft like the morning
He licks me good by high-noon
He cuts me down and then he's through

Return to whatever you were
I thought I knew but I forgot

Down on concrete i am the heat
Rising up from the street