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.