Cringe by Baby Guts Lyrics

Over water, hold me under
Hold me to it, your submission
Watch out, you are getting close to
Losing all your inhibitions

Where are you?

By the way, I talk
You wouldn't think I had anything to say
Leave me in the glove compartment
Colored water filtered grey

Where are you?

Stars are the acne of the sky
My best friend pisses on my prettiest dresses
Make this cold just go away
And rescue this disaster in distress

Over water, hold me under
Over water, hold me under
Over water, hold me under
Over water, hold me under
Over water, hold me under
Over water, hold me under