75 degrees

75 degrees
Nothing is bugging me
Heat whispering trees
My baby and me
75 degrees, the killer in me
Rushing through my veins
Taking away my pain
Over me, under me, within me, without me, under me, over me

I bite the hand that feeds
I feed the hand I bite
And everyone is strange
Not everyone's to blame
I can't wait for Hell
To break the spell
It is here, in my feet, through my toes, above and down below

You know I'm afraid
You know I'm scared
And so are you, and so is he, and so is she
What's the point of trying to hide?

Gimme a reason to breathe
Gimme a reason to feel

I often wondered when it all went right
I often wondered when it all went right
I often wondered when it all went right
I often wondered when it all went right