Lyrics Below It - Peter Broderick

Below It

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