Taste

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 fucking 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