Quicksand

Secret moves made in the dark Silence is the hardest part of sitting all alone And all these secret words cultivating my own hurt But that’s not the way I would grow I try try try I tried it all But I keep tearing me down Yeah I keep holding me back And I got my feet in the ground into quicksand But I keep tearing me down Yeah I keep holding me back And I hate the honest sound but the sound of me failing sounds something like that And I don’t know how to feel but I don’t feel quite real Honesty yeah that's what I crave I look myself dead in the eye when I do try not to cry Cuz I can't stand who I see Oh yeah I try try try I tried it all But I keep tearing me down Yeah I keep holding me back I got my feet in the ground into quicksand But I keep tearing me down Yeah I keep holding me back And I hate the honest sound but the sound of me failing sounds something like that But I keep tearing me down Yeah I keep holding me back And I got my feet in the ground into quicksand But I keep tearing me down Yeah I keep holding me back And I hate the honest sound but the sound of me failing sounds something like that It sounds something like that