Lyrics Quicksand - Jerry Paper

Quicksand

Here to meet the soft deadline
You tell yourself stories all the time, on and on
Don’t have to cry for the decline
But listen to me
You’re laughing at my troubles, yeah
Quicksand moving
It’s moving fast, fast, fast
Take a big burlap sack
And fill it with your crap
Now burn it all
Yeah, burn it all
Take a big burlap sack
And fill it with your crap
Now burn it all
Yeah, burn it all
Are you sure you trust that hypnotist?
He just tells you what you want to hear, my dear
Where will you be
When the locusts come?
You’re laughing at my stumbles, yeah
Quicksand moving
It’s moving fast, fast, fast
Take a big burlap sack
And fill it with your crap
Now burn it all
Yeah, burn it all
Take a big burlap sack
And fill it with your crap
Now burn it all
Yeah, burn it all