Quicksand - Quicksand

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

I’m the obsessor

Holding your hand

It seems you have forgotten

About your man

Alone in the darkness

My bed’s a different land

Your touch intensifies

And I’m in the quicksand

I’m in the quicksand

I’m in the quicksand

You’re the upsetter

Stroking my hand

What’s my position?

I don’t understand

Am I your possession?

Am I in demand?

Oh, when you turn to me

I’m in the quicksand

I’m in the quicksand

I’m in the quicksand

You, you moved into to my mind again, oh

You, walking around rent free, oh

Oh, I can’t let you stay

But I’m walking on broken ground again

Oh, when will I learn?

All you do is push me back in the dirt

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Aaah, Aaah

I’m in the quicksand

oo-oo-oo-oo

I’m in the quicksand

oo-oo-oo-oo

I’m in the quicksand

oo-oo-oo-oo

I’m in the quicksand