Quicksand
You're so quick to speak your mind
If you'd shut your foaming mouth for a minute
Maybe you could see another side
But you got a brain full of fire
It's no wonder what you are
You take the sentiment and bend it
It's no longer colorful
You're quicksand
You're in my head
I try to move on but I'm stuck to the spot
I won't pretend
That I'm not scared
You're pulling me down can someone help me out
You're so quick to take your time
When you're working on yourself - got a beauty filter on
Can't see the wrong from right
Yeah you got a tongue sharp as knives
Can't stop talking out both sides
I'll be waiting for the universe
To cut you down to size
You're quicksand
You're in my head
I try to move on but I'm stuck to the spot
I won't pretend
That I'm not scared
You're pulling me down can someone help me out
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost in the sight of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of
You're quicksand
You're in my head
I try to move on but I'm stuck to the spot
I won't pretend
That I'm not scared
You're pulling me down can someone help me out
Of the quicksand
Of the quicksand
Of the quicksand
Of the quicksand
If you'd shut your foaming mouth for a minute
Maybe you could see another side
But you got a brain full of fire
It's no wonder what you are
You take the sentiment and bend it
It's no longer colorful
You're quicksand
You're in my head
I try to move on but I'm stuck to the spot
I won't pretend
That I'm not scared
You're pulling me down can someone help me out
You're so quick to take your time
When you're working on yourself - got a beauty filter on
Can't see the wrong from right
Yeah you got a tongue sharp as knives
Can't stop talking out both sides
I'll be waiting for the universe
To cut you down to size
You're quicksand
You're in my head
I try to move on but I'm stuck to the spot
I won't pretend
That I'm not scared
You're pulling me down can someone help me out
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost in the sight of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of it
I get lost inside of
You're quicksand
You're in my head
I try to move on but I'm stuck to the spot
I won't pretend
That I'm not scared
You're pulling me down can someone help me out
Of the quicksand
Of the quicksand
Of the quicksand
Of the quicksand
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Writer(s): Phil Danyew
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