It's starting to rain
In photographic memory I sway
Drop in the vat
We're floating as my muscles got away
Coming around the bend
I'm diving into waves of roaring flesh
Seeking descent
The floods begin to rise
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
A simple request
Leads to swimming into lushly colored depths
Expanding our chest
I'm clinging to time spent wading in the rapids hexed
Push the steam to glass
We're blowing right by the past
We synchronize to movements
Engraved in our heads
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
Digits intertwine again
I'm suspended in oceans
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
It comes in waves
SourTouch. - In Waves Lyrics
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English
It's starting to rain
In photographic memory I sway
Drop in the vat
We're floating as my muscles got away
Coming around the bend
I'm diving into waves of roaring flesh
Seeking descent
The floods begin to rise
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
A simple request
Leads to swimming into lushly colored depths
Expanding our chest
I'm clinging to time spent wading in the rapids hexed
Push the steam to glass
We're blowing right by the past
We synchronize to movements
Engraved in our heads
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
Digits intertwine again
I'm suspended in oceans
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
It comes in waves
In photographic memory I sway
Drop in the vat
We're floating as my muscles got away
Coming around the bend
I'm diving into waves of roaring flesh
Seeking descent
The floods begin to rise
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
A simple request
Leads to swimming into lushly colored depths
Expanding our chest
I'm clinging to time spent wading in the rapids hexed
Push the steam to glass
We're blowing right by the past
We synchronize to movements
Engraved in our heads
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
Digits intertwine again
I'm suspended in oceans
Contorting in the limbs
Tightly wound and stored in skins
Always grasping at the hands
It comes in waves
Writer: Daniel Martinez
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