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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harriette Pilbeam
Harriette Pilbeam
Vocals
Joe Agius
Joe Agius
Keyboards
Jorge Elbrecht
Jorge Elbrecht
Guitar
Daniel Nigro
Daniel Nigro
Programming
Sam Stewart
Sam Stewart
Guitar
James Barone
James Barone
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harriette Pilbeam
Harriette Pilbeam
Songwriter
Joe Agius
Joe Agius
Songwriter
Daniel Nigro
Daniel Nigro
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jorge Elbrecht
Jorge Elbrecht
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Nigro
Daniel Nigro
Producer
James Barone
James Barone
Additional Producer

Lyrics

I feel myself take it for granted I know I should be happy here Everything that I wished would happen Is staring back at me crystal clear That's when the pattern takes control Playing the game over and over Letting me know it's never gonna let me go I know If I had everything I wanted, would I want more? Would I keep fighting if there's nothing left to fight for? Sometimes I feel like I'm just sinking into quicksand, quicksand I used to think that this was something I could die for I hate admitting to myself that I was never sure Sometimes I feel like I'm just sinking into quicksand, quicksand One thing I never thought I'd be Chasing my tail just for the feeling Lying in bed, stare at the ceiling And farewell the light the dark is stealing It's all I know and I'm taking it back, taking it back It's all I know and I'm taking it back, taking it back If I had everything I wanted, would I want more? Would I keep fighting if there's nothing left to fight for? Sometimes I feel like I'm just sinking into quicksand, quicksand I used to think that this was something I could die for I hate admitting to myself that I was never sure Sometimes I feel like I'm just sinking into quicksand, quicksand I'm waiting, anticipating, breath bated Thinking bout everything I never did I'm trying, but what's the use in trying When all I'm left with is disillusionment It's all I know and I'm taking it back, taking it back It's all I know and I'm taking it back, taking it back If I had everything I wanted, would I want more? Would I keep fighting if there's nothing left to fight for? Sometimes I feel like I'm just sinking into quicksand, quicksand I used to think that this was something I could die for I hate admitting to myself that I was never sure Sometimes I feel like I'm just sinking into quicksand, quicksand
Writer(s): Daniel Nigro, Harriette Pilbeam, Joseph Agius Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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