Yucatán
Show me those underwater caves
I'm planning on swimming down
Until the light decays
To the crater that the asteroid made
I need to understand the violence
Of the clean slate
It's happening again
Where I can't feel my legs
My father's grave-robbers
They've been talking to me like friends
They've been asking for my measurements
Show me where the world dissipates
I'm packing up and heading
For some abstract state
I'm cutting ties, I'm drifting into space
If we can just bleach out the blood
We can escape
It's happening again
Two lives oscillating
My sister's metamorphosis
Into some misplaced wedding ring
When we both know that no one's buying it
I'm swimming down until the water
It turns as black as oil
To read the crater walls like braille
Find rebirth in the drowning of somebody I failed
It's happening again
I can barely hold my breath
My mother's mother has been haunting me
She's pissed we never met
She knows I've got my father's temperament
It's happening again
I can barely feel my legs
My father's grave-robbers
They've been talking to me like friends
They've been asking for my measurements
I'm planning on swimming down
Until the light decays
To the crater that the asteroid made
I need to understand the violence
Of the clean slate
It's happening again
Where I can't feel my legs
My father's grave-robbers
They've been talking to me like friends
They've been asking for my measurements
Show me where the world dissipates
I'm packing up and heading
For some abstract state
I'm cutting ties, I'm drifting into space
If we can just bleach out the blood
We can escape
It's happening again
Two lives oscillating
My sister's metamorphosis
Into some misplaced wedding ring
When we both know that no one's buying it
I'm swimming down until the water
It turns as black as oil
To read the crater walls like braille
Find rebirth in the drowning of somebody I failed
It's happening again
I can barely hold my breath
My mother's mother has been haunting me
She's pissed we never met
She knows I've got my father's temperament
It's happening again
I can barely feel my legs
My father's grave-robbers
They've been talking to me like friends
They've been asking for my measurements
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Writer(s): Lee Switzer-woolf
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