Zero to sixty, you lift me up so high Make me feel like I have been in love a couple hundred times Buoyant and inspired I yell and scream for higher A sea of incredible hands under my back Tossed into the awesome of the options within black A sunflower so giant that gods as ants can't climb it I'm made pain-filled, anxious, canker-ridden Split-open cysts like white-yellow war wounds I'm spit from the brown inside to this pool of arsenic And then I wake up Why does each one of my dreams end in water? I don't want to think I'm cutting my own Island I find the boar laughing in a smoke-filled clearing I run to make a cave where he once stood I keep pushing back the thick breeze Find me looking like I'm underwater Like I'm underwater I keep pushing back the thick breeze Find me looking like I'm underwater Like I'm underwater I keep pushing back the thick breeze Find me looking like I'm underwater Like I'm underwater