I'm the obsessor
Holding your hand
It seems you
have forgotten
About your man
Alone in the darkness
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 possession?
Am I in demand?
Oh when you turn to me
I'm in the quicksand
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
Aah aaaah
Aah aaaah
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