IGNEA ft. ERSEDU - Mermaids

Short of air

Layer by layer

It's never on the surface

Never on the surface

The planet's round

And so we go in circles

Making mistakes

Checkpoints on our trail

Ocean floor

It makes us sore

Being in the inland

Dying in the inland

Surfing chests

The beauty of our mess

Trapped in the nets

We braid ourselves

Rolling up and down

Blue sky to the ground

Tell me why we love

Things that make us howl

Going back and forth

We're not moving on

Why the balance bores

Tell me why it blows our minds

Because all the pearls

And treasures are here

Under mermaid's hair

The essence of being

Scared to death

When things go right

We're thrown to the edge

Drawn to the edge

Spicy sand

Is our last stand