I'm dying here in swampland
I'm dying here alone
Just bury me in swampland
Just bury me at home
I'll get up
If I slip up again, then I'll get up
I'll get up, get up
Born on the no coast
Moody like the weather
And it's muddy, and nobody ever knows
That I've been waiting for a minute
Just to hold you under
Shit is unbelievable, I'm floating on ideas way above
It's boring as f*ck and
Everybody's dirty and they wanna try to hide it
And I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
Shit is getting muddy
Think it's getting flooded
Ain't my f*cking buddy
In the way of my money
Then it's gonna get bloody
Shit is getting muddy
Think it's getting flooded
Ain't my f*cking buddy
In the way of my money
Then it's gonna get bloody
Na na na na na na
Na na na na
I'm dying here in swampland
I'm dying here alone
Just bury me in swampland
Just bury me at home
This shit is getting muddy
And i think it's getting flooded
Yeah you ain't my f*cking buddy
In the way of my money
Then it's gonna get bloody
Shit is getting muddy
Think it's getting flooded
Ain't my f*cking buddy
In the way of my money
Then it's gonna get bloody
This shit is getting muddy
And i think it's getting flooded
Yeah you ain't my f*cking buddy
In the way of my money
Then it's gonna get bloody
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah