Testo Quicksand

Mouth full of razor blades
I hear the things I say
But can't stop hash up, they come out any way

I'm built of bullets
You won't wear a vest
I know you think I wanna split straight through your chest
But got my fistful of thought on my finger on a trigger
I've to take pills to get better, but only get sicker

You say you tryna love
I only fuck it up
We're fucking miserable, but - I like it
I like it

I'm sinking through quicksand
But my outstretched hand
Isn't reaching for help
I'll drag you down if I can
Sinking through quicksand
Quick, take my hand
I need company in hell Quicksand
Quicksand

Hand full of smoke grenades
Dare you to walk away
One step, two step
Not afraid to doubt a day
I'm made of missiles
You can't evade the hit
I know you think I can stop and reverse this
But got my hair in a noose
My neck pressed up on a knife
Say you're losing your mind
And I'm ready to try
Pleading "Baby no more"
But don't reach for the door
Though we're at fucking war - you like it
(giggle)
You like it

I'm sinking through quicksand
But my outstretched hand
Isn't reaching for help
I'll drag you down if I can
Sinking through quicksand
Quick, take my hand
I need company in hell
Quicksand
Quicksand

I'm not damaged, I'm broken
So go ahead - rip me open
I'm not damaged, I'm broken
So go ahead - rip me open

I'm sinking through quicksand
But my outstretched hand
Isn't reaching for help
I'll drag you down if I can
Sinking through quicksand
Quick, take my hand
I need company in hell
Quicksand