
Quicksand Silversun Pickups
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[Verse 1]
So you chose to be here
Waiting out all your time, you're never gonna leave here
Tell me what’s on your mind, is there something that you need here?
Or are you just passing by until you are free?
I'm weary
Trying not to fantasize imaginary ceilings
Holding incandescent light, are floorboards creaking?
Singing all through the night until you're asleep, oh
[Verse 2]
Who are you seeing?
Are they telling you to look alive? What do they believe in?
Is there anyone on your side? Is anybody grieving?
Or letting in the sunshine? Are the curtains closed?
Are there even windows?
Furniture made of steel? Are you wearing clean clothes?
I know none of this is real, how’d you ever get so
Easily erasable? I'll never know
[Chorus]
You got a thing that you can't get out of
Got a rhythm that you can't step out on
In a dream that you can't wake up from
This may be quicksand, may be quicksand
Gotta think, who do you belong to?
What kind of prism do you see your life through?
May be quicksand, this may be quicksand
May be quicksand, this may be quicksand
So you chose to be here
Waiting out all your time, you're never gonna leave here
Tell me what’s on your mind, is there something that you need here?
Or are you just passing by until you are free?
I'm weary
Trying not to fantasize imaginary ceilings
Holding incandescent light, are floorboards creaking?
Singing all through the night until you're asleep, oh
[Verse 2]
Who are you seeing?
Are they telling you to look alive? What do they believe in?
Is there anyone on your side? Is anybody grieving?
Or letting in the sunshine? Are the curtains closed?
Are there even windows?
Furniture made of steel? Are you wearing clean clothes?
I know none of this is real, how’d you ever get so
Easily erasable? I'll never know
[Chorus]
You got a thing that you can't get out of
Got a rhythm that you can't step out on
In a dream that you can't wake up from
This may be quicksand, may be quicksand
Gotta think, who do you belong to?
What kind of prism do you see your life through?
May be quicksand, this may be quicksand
May be quicksand, this may be quicksand
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