Jet, cathartic heat comes through our mouth Cathartic heat comes through our mind All the figures couldn't stand (We can't get up right) 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 All the figures couldn't stand (We can't get up right) Jet, cathartic heat comes through our mouth