Quicksand Songtext / Lyric

Im not turning back

Im not Coming for you

Theres no time for that

Theres no Valid Excuse



The Less I Comprehend

The Blanker Maps Will Abound

Wont You Come Over

So I Can Wrap you around

Me



Were not Stranded in the quicksand

were not choking on words

we have landed in the deep end

were not moving onwards



Im a sick device

A transit Gloria tune

those infected eyes

are so becoming on you






Keep no track of time

were not settling scores

its a sacrafice

not a casualty of

war



were no stranded in the quicksand

were not choking on words

we have landed in the deep end

were not moving onwards



were not stranded in the quicksand

were not choking on words

we have landed in the deep end

were not moving onwards



shed no layered skin

shed no light on us all

every severed twin

will wear a sign on their soul



shed no layered skin

shed no light on us all

every severed twin

will wear a sign on their soul



were not stranded in the quicksand

were not choking on words

we have landed in the deep end

were not moving onwards



were not stranded in the quicksand

were not choking on words

we have landed in the deep end

were not moving onwards