BOG
I've been stomping through the marsh with my hair on fire
I've been crawling through the dark on a tight-rope wire
While you lay down on your comfy blankets and quilts
While I'm a manic mother fucker on mahogany stilts
Come on!
I've been waiting for the Earth's white dwarf to peek through
I hope Jesus grabs the tab when the bill comes due
While you get so high you float up out into outer space
And God said "Son, you tripped too hard and skinned your face"
Now come on, give me something I can work with
Now come on, give me something I can work with
Now come on, give me something I can work with
Now come on, come on, come on, come on!
I've been waiting in the swamp with my heart in flames
I've been wading through crowds where I know no names
Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain
And my hands in the forge, but they're tied in chains
Dragging me down!
Down
You keep pulling me
Down
Push me in and pulling me
Down
You keep pushing me, pulling me
Down
I've been waiting in the swamp with my heart in flames
I've been wading through crowds where I know no names
Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain
And my hands in the forge, but they're tied in chains
I've been waiting through the swamp with my heart in flames
I've been wading through crowds where I know no names
Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain
And my hands in the forge, but they are tied
I've been waiting!
I've been crawling through the dark on a tight-rope wire
While you lay down on your comfy blankets and quilts
While I'm a manic mother fucker on mahogany stilts
Come on!
I've been waiting for the Earth's white dwarf to peek through
I hope Jesus grabs the tab when the bill comes due
While you get so high you float up out into outer space
And God said "Son, you tripped too hard and skinned your face"
Now come on, give me something I can work with
Now come on, give me something I can work with
Now come on, give me something I can work with
Now come on, come on, come on, come on!
I've been waiting in the swamp with my heart in flames
I've been wading through crowds where I know no names
Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain
And my hands in the forge, but they're tied in chains
Dragging me down!
Down
You keep pulling me
Down
Push me in and pulling me
Down
You keep pushing me, pulling me
Down
I've been waiting in the swamp with my heart in flames
I've been wading through crowds where I know no names
Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain
And my hands in the forge, but they're tied in chains
I've been waiting through the swamp with my heart in flames
I've been wading through crowds where I know no names
Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain
And my hands in the forge, but they are tied
I've been waiting!
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