Quicksand

Quicksand
I'm the obsessor
Holdin your hand
It seems you have forgotten
About your man
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 quicksane
I'm in the quicksand
I'm in the quicksand
You, you moved into my mind again, oh
You, walking around and free, oh
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 dark.
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