I been smoking bourbon in a shotgun shack
Watching dirty windows rain bleeds thru the cracks
Sitting on some rusty springs that someone called a bed
I'm glad to be alive but can't feel my head
I just stopped in here to catch my breath
Now I cannot breathe with all this racking in my chest
I heard I got the sickness and that may be so
But I gotta find that road - I gotta go
Surrounded by a swamp
Thick and warm it breathes
Is a road that leads to somewhere else
I should have been
I would try to get outside if I could stand
I would try to find that road if I could lay some plans
But I'm getting kind of dizzy so pa** that bottle here
I'll try again tomorrow try again next year
Surrounded by a swamp
Thick and warm it breathes
Is a road that leads to somewhere else
I should have been
Surrounded by a swamp
Thick and warm it breathes
Is a road that leads to somewhere else
I should have been