Quicksand

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 upsettor
Stroking my hand
What's my position?
I don't understand
Am I your posession?
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 my mind again, oh
You, walking around rent free, ooh
Oh I could let you stay
But I'm walking on broken ground again
Oh, oh when will I learn
All you do is push me back in the dirt

I'm in the quicksand
I'm in the quicksand
I'm in the quicksand
I'm in the quicksand
I'm in the quicksand

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