Quicksand

Here's what is waiting fine Enough of the nights We need the cushion From the height How high we've fallen From last night Trying to make it right Turn my life So get rid of those sweat Is on your eyes We need a room Much brighter tonight See how much you've wasted us So just now is this time You're doomed! Do you shoot to kill? Do you shoot to kill? Uh what? Now Shoot! (Repeat 3x) Do you shoot to kill? Do you shoot to kill? Uh what? Attention! I'll let your worn be. We die for the drama That abuses the most So reap this pyro piece Of space of peace and quiet That I have hope for I hope