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 upsetter
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

You, you moved into my mind again
You, you're walking around rent free Oooh
Oh I could let you stay
But I'm walking on broken ground again
Oh oh when will I learn?
All you do is kick me back in the dirt

Ooooh Oooooh Ooooh ooooh
I'm in the Quicksand