Hotbox lyrics

In the hotbox

I'm on my feet, but I can't feel the ground

I'm swimming in the distorted sound

What? I can't hear you babe

This ain't my buzz, I inherit a high

How ya doin'? Have we been hear all night?

Speak up, I can't hear you babe

High, losing it, losing it

High, losing it

In the hotbox

Boy you numb, and some girl just passed out

And to my left is the face of a clown

What? There's nothing funny babe

Them regulars still passing me rounds

No it's blunt but this punch knock me out

I'm not an heavyweight

Mix up in these sounds and these rainbow colored clouds

When those people climbing out and climbing in

Watch my head spin

Pink and grey illusion, all these colors are confusing

Don't remember what I'm doing

What? Sorry, anybody in?

This is such a pretty house before the lounge is emptied out

And now the television's going "wipe that face off your grin"

Right now my mind is wasted, slowed it down to taste this

Moment which is slowly fading slowly in, and I can't take this

In the hotbox

Look at me all alone in the clouds

If only my mom could see me now

If she could see me now