About to go under, underwater, below the lights
I can't wait to feel the heavy grain
Push down, press down away from here, away
Going faster, I can't see, I can't see
No shapes in any point, lay all collide into a soothe
A type of everything, everything
If you want to come you need to taste
You need to indulge, you f**ing love to
Don't try to fool, or call for help
Our trip takes away from here, away from here
It's like this, or how, or how