One, two, three, four, let them push me til I'm sore.
Five, six, seven, eight, no one here can wait to break.
Nine, ten, let them bend.
Eleven, twelve, no one here can let themselves breathe.
Let yourselves breathe before the cold water traps you in with her fingers and digs into your skin with her nails.
Baby, it's about to hurt. Count it all now.