Claws by Kitchen (USA) Lyrics

Transmission towers looking frigid in warm weather standing still against the blue, gray and sober like a puddle in November as I waited for you

I don't want to see you now;
I just want to go back down

Consume
Make me come true
My head and the exit
I know you don't mean it
My head at the exit

You said it's never silly but you laugh at everything oh my god you laugh at everyone