Song Length |
3:26 |
Genre |
Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll, Country - Rock |
Mood |
Engaging |
Subject |
Stardom |
Similar Artists |
Tom Petty |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Swamp Stomp (Busch)
I was born on my back, but I was raised with a dream
With the fire, from my eyes, and my blood like gasoline
It's a long way back, to the lives that we once lived
But my soul will survive, if I can just let it go...
I can't rest my head or my restless body,
There'll be no end to this endless running,, hold on, hold on
When everything gets torn to pieces, through the cracks and through the creases
I will never be the one to.. Break
On and on I'm on my way, things were meant to be this way,
I will still be running in the.. Grave.
When everything gets torn to pieces, through the cracks and through the creases
I will never be the one to.. Break
On and on I'm on my way, things will never be the same,
I will still be running in the.. Grave.