An ant has no quarrel with a boot lyrics
by Adjust the Sails
[VERSE 1]
I'm just an ant, sitting up on a hill
As the heat starts to rise, and I feel like my insides start to fry
Woah-oh-oh
[Chorus]
Well I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, it seems
Some little f*cking giant is torturing me
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, it seems
Woah-oh-oh-oh
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
Well I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, it seems
Some little f*cking giant is torturing me
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, it seems
Woah-oh-oh-oh