Quicksand

Eleven Finger

slow sinking feeling kills the mood you're conveying


and it pulls me far down below it might be best if you go


can it not wait and hope for the best


will it not stop a while to rest


I need to get up nevermind cause I've done enough





the world waits around but I keep slipping and losing ground


do I not try so hard so good


I can't keep changing just because you think I should





said all I need to and you don't understand still


wish you saw picture my minds eye are deep and they're cynical


one taken 4 more kills the pain healing that sores


I've taken what's left I took it all


and now you won't let me forget





cause the world waits around but I keep slipping and losing ground


do I not try so hard so good


I can't keep changing just because you think I should





stop you're talking down


I lack the strength to sit or stand


I lost myself confidence


in the quicksand





Not now or ever


sink slowly my treasure





cause the world waits around but I keep slipping and losing ground


do I not try so hard so good


I can't keep changing just because you think I should