In your most mental mental state
When you leave the ground
Take a look around
Look at me
Sunbleached, like I'm free
Independent as a leech
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
Writer(s): Kristin M Hersh
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