Come on down to the water,
Let's wash away our sins,
Come on down with me sister,
Time to shed your skin,
Turn your head to the sky now,
In search of a new you,
Time to rise up child, cause I do need you.

It's coming all over again,
First we trip then we hit the bottom, an end,
Creepin' up around the bend,
That limbo that lives inside of our heads.

Don't know how many more,
Times that I can go,
Through all of these motions,
Some wounds they never heal,
Like the ones caused by your love,
So tired of drowning in your oc?ans.

It's coming all over again,
First we trip then w? hit the bottom, an end,
Creepin' up around the bend,
That limbo that lives inside of our heads.

Walks and talks, sessions and pills,
Your missing is hard to kill,
Walks and talks, sessions and pills,
Your missing is hard to kill.

Coming all over again,
First we trip then we hit the bottom,
It's coming all over again,
First we trip then we hit the bottom, an end
Creepin' up around the bend,
That limbo that lives inside of our heads.