LYRICS
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I put my life on hold and took you homeGood sense shot down I placed you on a throneWhere was the wheel that kept me on the roadThe force of nature preventing overloadSo don't you know I've been dressed to killIf you got the tools be careful what you buildWhen the arrow's in the bull's-eye every timeIt's hard assuming that the archer's blindMy quicksandLet me introduce youTo my final standI went to Paris onceI thought I had a planI woke up with an accentI wound up in quicksandMy quicksandI was full of foreign notions at the startThere was never onceWhen I was off my guardFor any ghost of every poet in the groundThere's one like meTo buy the guys a roundMy quicksandLet me introduce youTo my final standI went to Paris onceI thought I had a planI woke up with an accentI wound up in quicksandMy quicksandI'm going downYou and me together going downIt's not what I'd been told about this townThat when you least expect it you can drownIn quicksandMy quicksandMy quicksandLet me introduce youTo my final standI went to Paris onceI thought I had a planI woke up with an accentI wound up in quicksandMy quicksandMy quicksand
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