Quicksand

Secret moves made in the dark
Silence is the hardest part of sitting all alone
And all these secret words cultivating my own hurt
But that’s not the way I would grow
I try try try
I tried it all

But I keep tearing me down
Yeah I keep holding me back
And I got my feet in the ground into quicksand
But I keep tearing me down
Yeah I keep holding me back
And I hate the honest sound but the sound of me failing sounds something like that

And I don’t know how to feel but I don’t feel quite real
Honesty yeah that's what I crave
I look myself dead in the eye when I do try not to cry
Cuz I can't stand who I see
Oh yeah I try try try
I tried it all

But I keep tearing me down
Yeah I keep holding me back
I got my feet in the ground into quicksand
But I keep tearing me down
Yeah I keep holding me back
And I hate the honest sound but the sound of me failing sounds something like that

But I keep tearing me down
Yeah I keep holding me back
And I got my feet in the ground into quicksand
But I keep tearing me down
Yeah I keep holding me back
And I hate the honest sound but the sound of me failing sounds something like that

It sounds something like that