Oh, turn back, oh, turn back trembling one There's no air, no one's there to witness what you have done The night flowers have powers they deny the sun I stare back, I stare at the back of my hands My fingers are swollen from clenching my fists I stretch out my back, my neck, and my wrists There's blood in my body and it sounds like this Oooh, ooh Oooh, ooh ♪ It's cold in this water But I can't reach the sun Holy, holy water I'm holding on (There's blood in my body) I'm holding on (There's blood in my body) I'm holding on (There's blood in my body) There's blood in my body and it sounds like this Oooh, whoa Whoa-ooh, ooh Oooh, ooh Oooh, ooh