It’s crawling with idiot
I’m itching to leave
I’m soft with fatigue I need something
I’ve never seen anything quite like you
In here
Chorus
Come on it’s not serious
I just need arms tonight
You’re blue collar pride
And you’re loose cotton cool
You’re wilting a little
Nothing grows down here
Chrome
Smoke
Heat
Me and you
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