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 quicksandYou're the up-settor

Stroking my hand

What's my position?

I don't understand

Am I your position?

Am I enigma?

Oh, when you turn to me

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksandYou, you moved into to my mind again, oh

You, you're walking around again and 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 dirtAh, ah

I'm in the quicksand

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm in the quicksand

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm in the quicksand

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm in the quicksand