| When you throw me the stone | |
| Listen for the ripples | |
| The curls you will carelessly spawn | |
| For they will cover your moans with the solemn low | |
| Irresistible laugh of the undertow | |
| Your world turned upside down | |
| I swear I could feel you | |
| I swear I could feel you from afar | |
| Tearing your insides out | |
| Never thought I would see you | |
| Thought I would see you cry | |
| Bask in your scorn | |
| Feel the punch on your jaw | |
| You're a coveted feast of self-pity and woe | |
| With each stride you melt into the foam and the drift | |
| I'm the black ride prowling under your feet | |
| Your world turned upside down | |
| I swear I could feel you | |
| I swear I could feel you from afar | |
| Tearing your insides out | |
| Never thought I would see you | |
| Thought I would see you crying out loud | |
| Carry the fire inside you | |
| The colors we unearthed are slowly turning blue |