Betty likes to inhale her mixture
She looks for omens and signs
She has her epiphanies, baby,
she's got nothing to hide
And I just want to feel better
I want to bend but not break
She says life will throw at you
Every last thing you can take
She said, you fell in the swamp,
we're swallowing you up, bit by bit,
you need wings to stay above it,
but you're a survivor by a
She sits so quiet by the gasworks,
but she can look you straight in the eye,
always listening to her ever
And I can't bring myself to believe
In visions and afterlifes
When I just see money and angles
She said, you fell in the swamp
We're swallowing you up, bit by bit
You need wings to stay above it
She said you fell in the swamp
Swallowing you up bit by bit
Unique ways to stay above it
But you're a survivor by habit
You're a survivor by habit