Lletres: 50 Foot Wave. Diving.

In your most mental, mental state
When you leave the ground, take a look around
Look at me, sun bleached like I'm free
Independent as a leech

Diving
Diving

A bat flying upstream
I wasn't looking but I found something
Don't you wish you were flawless?
And worth a shit

Diving

Crawl into the bedroom
The filler hours
Taste like flowers, come clean
Dive into ice water, come clean

In your most mental, mental state
When you leave the ground, take a look around
How do you get on the ceiling?
I'd give anything to know

Diving

Crawl into the bedroom
The filler hours
Taste like flowers, come clean
Dive into ice water, come clean