Bats کے بول

Ducking through the wave He's closing his eyes Cleansing his brain of a sensory Holding all his breath Collecting his thoughts To focus on a goal To focus on... I'm under and going down I'm under and going down Fooled by the foam Setting himself free But the saltwater chokes Robbing him of his feed He's growing numb to this Or is this bliss Can he be blind to What he hiding from His brain can't remember That memories never fade Question never answered What was the purpose Of his self, self inflicting pain What was the purpose Of him I'm under and going down I'm under and going down I'm under and going down I'm under and going, I'm going down