C E I'm just an ant sitting up on a hillAm as the heat starts to rise and IF C E feel like my insides start to fryAm F Woah [Chorus]C E Well I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying it seemsAm F Some little fucking giant is torturing meC E I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying it seemsAm F Woah [Instrumental] C E Am F (x2) [Chorus]C E Well I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying it seemsAm F Some little fucking giant is torturing meC E I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying it seems N.C. Woah
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