He couldn’t remember that he once knew her soul
He couldn’t remember that her eyes read like black holes
“Can you see anything? Anything at all?”
And she cried, she cried
“I see it all, hear it all, feel it all”
Quicksand hands, pull me under
I’m sick and tired of the war
Quicksand hands, taking over
I’m giving you control
Quicksand hands
Quicksand hands, pull me under
I’m sick and tired of the war
Quicksand hands, taking over
I’m giving you control
Quicksand hands
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