An ant has no quarrel with a boot

[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 fucking 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 fucking giant is torturing me
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, it seems
Woah-oh-oh-oh