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