| Quicksand
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| Hold on till I reach you
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| Hang in — I’m running to free you
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| All alone in the wilderness
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| Craving for a sweet caress
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| Love appears in a cool mirage
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| A fatal trap under camouflage
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| It’s like quicksand
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| They all tried to warn you
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| Old ways are too easy to fall into
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| You broke away from my caravan
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| You didn’t trust the camel man
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| You wanted space so you took it all
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| Now who’s around here to see you fall
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| Into quicksand
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| I ain’t trying to blame you
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| Call me — now don’t be ashamed to
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| I’m alone in the dead of night
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| Dreaming of Turkish delight
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| An empty bed is a barren land
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| It drinks the tears up like burning sand
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| I only pray that I ain’t too late
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| There’s something left to extricate
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| Just relax, don’t give in to fear
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| If you struggle you will disappear
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| Under quicksand
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| Hold on till I reach you
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| Hang in — I’m running to free you
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| Quicksand
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| I’m searching for traces
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| Come home to my cool oasis
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| It’s like quicksand… |