Floating floating Cool and clear like nothing ever happens Black oil on your skin and my camera watching My camera watching I see you now Floating never moving Smell the lavender Hear the nothing And my camera watching My camera watching Curled and twisted Black oil on your skin and back and forth now Wind sweeps through your feathers And my camera watching My camera watching Mercy mercy I don't wanna die The cardinal sings as I float on by And my camera watching My camera watching My my my camera watching