Facehugger - Swampland

Feel me
Feel the weight of the sun
Pressing down on me

Oh, won't you listen
I want the whole world
Won't take no for an answer
No for an answer
No for an answer
I need something
Something from you

I drag my feet
Along this sunny street
The smog that fills my head

Stifling, moist heat
Swamps grow the worst breed
My thoughts bite
And such you bone-dry

I wake up tired
Eyes stitched up, closed
The sand that pours out
Gives no relief