From The Swamp

It's in for the claustrophobia. You've been waiting for the end of the line. Where did all those big bad boys go? I don't remember where I slept last night. At least not insomnia. I won't go to sleep for a while. You're always asking me what's wrong with ya. The best of the kind. I must forget you. To the back of my mind. Not to drown in my sorrow. 'Cause if it's from the swamp then Back it goes. I must have met you in another life. Or so it goes. If you think I'm letting you wade on through All the emotions I own. And if it's from the swamp, Then back it goes. And if that's from the swamp, Then back it goes. Back it goes. Back it goes. Back it goes. Back it goes