Bogdweller

I found you drowning in the bog But you don't want to breathe I heard you say you loathe the mud Why's it caked up on your palms? You let all your fires die But the sludge won't snuff mine I fled before it quaked below You leach off all those not so wise Embedded Embedded in the mire Bogdweller Isolated state of mind Quit dwelling and get on Pursue the Light Seek out your desires Perspective will save your life Embedded Embedded in the mire Bogdweller The mud will take your life