Well second chances are so mortifying
I can't reveal what's on my mind but I am drowning in the quicksand
The deprivation of my mind, this education intertwined with all these musings of a sick man
Throw down that river of blood you made when you stabbed my back
But I am drowning in the quicksand
Well I don't wanna feel like getting over
I just feel like getting numb
And I don't see why I should bother
I just don't think I can let it go
When you turn sour grapes to wine, the fermentation takes some time
But I am following the short hand
When desperation is unkind, exacerbation walks the line
And I am following a blind man
Throw down that river of blood you made when you stabbed my back
But I am drowning in the quicksand
Well I don't wanna feel like getting over
I just feel like getting numb
And I don't see why I should bother
I just don't think I can let it go
Well I don't wanna feel like getting over
I just feel like getting numb
And I don't see why I should bother
I just don't think I can let it go
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