Crawling With Idiot

Crawling With Idiot
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
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