Hot.
Hot.
Hot.
Hot.
Hot.
Hot. Er.
Let's ask the gods to share what we've got
The gods can't seem to find
Equality in the humankind
I've got ice-ice for you down under the sun
Post
on my agenda, you're my prime time
When the moon hit the stars on the skyline
It's hard to recognize the right time
Symbol of perfection on your all minds
As the sun meets the sea in the evening
You and I can consummate our feelings
Never thought it would be so revealing
You push me with your terrifluidic healing
Fire!
They say in love and war You can justify and ignore
Your disabilities come to dictionary
strength and sense But it seems to me,
war is what we believe No wonder all
we do is fight The true love is so,
so hard to find
Ice-ice for you down under the sun Ice-ice cream
for you down under the sun Can you hear me?
That's right
I'm feeling it, brother