This is a song about "Air temperature rising"

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Rising and brimming and pinning with lava, volcanic/

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

I got freakin ghost rider temperature minus nicholas cage

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Then the temperature of jessie passed out on the couch

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

It's been nothing but pain

You were rising straight to fame

Got our middle fingers in the air,

And now i walk around without a care

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

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