The Swamp

The swamp, it pulls me
And cradles, me down
The heat, destroys me
The deathbed, foul

But I'm not scared of dying
I'm only scared of making you cry
And I'm not want for trying
I'm just a tourist passing you by
I'm just a passenger saying good-bye

The road, has no more turning
The yearning, breaks
We fall, together
The heartbreak, takes

But I'm not scared of dying
I'm only scared of making you cry
And I'm not want for trying
I'm just a visitor passing you by
I'm just a passenger waving good-bye

But I'm not scared of dying
I'm only scared of making you cry
And I'm not want for trying
I'm just a visitor passing you by
I'm just a passenger waving good-bye