Pomegranate bleeding inside
Let it happen or wash it away
‘Cause i know these questions are looking at me
Baking in the sun there is no sheltering me
From the rays up high that i will not ever see
Breezing through the fog i love so
I feel my way through wasted
Times out to drain my head
The same thrill
Out of body
Given facelong for a hand
‘Cause it‘s trained on myself and the monkey in me
Like the way the handle feels get it off me
Dive into the sea with the oily fish
And hold your breath a few days.