Peter Broderick - Below It lyrics

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Peter Broderick - Below It lyrics

In the sight of eight lakes In the sound of screaming girls In the sight of black black black In the view of ground ground ground Ground ground ground Below, below me Beneath, beneath me Below, below me Beneath, beneath me In the sight of red red red Red blood In the thought of getting caught Caught under the water Under the water Below, below it Beneath, beneath it Below, below it Beneath, beneath it And with his fingers he would push And with his fingers he would pull And with his fingers he would push To come back up And with his fingers he would push And with his fingers he would pull And with his fingers he would push To come back up... Below, below it Beneath, beneath it Below, below it Beneath, beneath it