You hate it when I act different
I'm good at falling back
Locked down feels like I'm at prison
I do not know what's happening
This thing feels like an accident
I think we need to stop
We need to stop
I feel like when I'm with you
I just don't breathe a lot
Going under, going under
Going under, going under
I'm tired of swimming in this shit
With you with you with you
You told me that I helped you float
I need to be needed, I was your boat
But now you're my anchor
Wrapped around my ankle
You just want to love me but
I'm feeling so strangled
Hell is filled with water
(Hell is, Hell is)
Somehow
It makes it all the hotter
I don't
Come when you call
Fetching your ball
I don't got a collar
You can
Keep all of your parlor
Tricks
I hooted and I hollered
Think you
Got the magic stick
Like you 50 cent
More like Harry Potter
You hate it when I act different
I'm good at falling back
Locked down feels like I'm at prison
I do not know what's happening
This thing feels like an accident
I think we need to stop
We need to stop
I feel like when I'm with you
I just don't breathe a lot
(With you, with you)
Going under, going under
Going under, going under