Quicksand

Here to meet the soft deadline You tell yourself stories all the time, on and on Don't have to cry for the decline But listen to me [Pre-Chorus] You're laughing at my troubles, yeah [Chorus] Quicksand moving It's moving fast, fast, fast Take a big burlap sack And fill it with your crap Now burn it all Yeah, burn it all Take a big burlap sack And fill it with your crap Now burn it all Yeah, burn it all [Verse 2] Are you sure you trust that hypnotist? He just tells you what you want to hear, my dear Where will you be When the locusts come? [Pre-Chorus] You're laughing at my stumbles, yeah [Chorus] Quicksand moving It's moving fast, fast, fast Take a big burlap sack And fill it with your crap Now burn it all Yeah, burn it all Take a big burlap sack And fill it with your crap Now burn it all Yeah, burn it all