[Lyric] Jet (Asian Glow & Weatherday)

Jet, cathartic heat comes through our mouth
Cathartic heat comes through our mind
(We can’t get up right)
All the figures couldn’t stand
Couldn’t get any signals
Stand for the signs
Splitting under tongue

Sums for nothing
Lost in the game I made
Half of day I tried
While not stand, came understand
Something’s combusting messier than I remembered
Sleeping on looking back

Cluck stuck, cluster scathing
Nothing on my mind, as if it’s what you want
(We can’t get up right)
All the figures couldn’t stand
Jet, cathartic heat comes through our mouth