Quicksand Freezing Process Lyrics

Taken to the brink of something something but we can't know what what to wait
to want it's so bad and try something and moving to slow to get where you want
to go looking for results you can't begin to find a way out from the cold
place you're in
but it suits you your condition the symtoms that keep you in keep you from
motion until it's cold slowing you down until you can't go
taken by something but you can't hold on to it you can't it slips through your
fingers slips through your hand because they're too cold can't get a grip on
what's in your sight it's like getting old it's like getting told to sit still
but it suits you your condition the symotoms that keep you in keep you from
motion until it's cold slowing you down until you can't go
it's not me if there's something wrong process of depriving yourself of peace
of mind