Burn that motherfucker down! Someone call my doctor. Someone call my lawyer. Heat rises above us Oh! You want to sing, you want to dance Oh no! You're not pretty, no, not enough It's not, not personal, not about you There's just no time for love nor misery. It's not a matter of a punk routine Not a matter bout you vs. me Ain't a matter bout the the paranoid sittings You come to undress, me process me Like I was blocking true meanings We Rise and Fall. Heat Rises between us. Heat Rises above us.