Quicksand Lyrics - Tip - Finger Eleven

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 never mind 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 mind's eyes are deep and they're cynical 

One taken four more kills the pain healing that sore 

I've taken what's left I took it all 

And now you won't let me forget 

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 my self confidence in the quicksand 

Not now or ever 

Sink slowly my treasure