Besedila: Warrant. Dog Eat Dog. Quicksand.

Gonna write a letter to my baby
And this is what I'm gonna say
On second thought I think I'll take the time
To say it to her face

I can't eat, can't sleep
I feel I'm going down for the last time
I'm sinking in your sea of insecurity, yeah

Do I love you? Yes I do, but I love my own life too
And now I lay here holding your hand
I can't help but feel that you don't understand
Tighter you hold on, more that it's feeling like quicksand

Our fate is written in the stars, written on your face
Now you're holding too tight to my heart
It's gonna burst and leave an empty space, yeah ya

Do I love you? Yes I do, but I love my own life too
As I lay here holding your hand
I can't help but feel that you don't understand
Tighter you hold on, more that it's feeling like quicksand, quicksand

Oh yeah

Oh, and do I love you? Yes I do, but I love my own life too
Oh, oh

Well, I lay here holding your hand
I can't help but feel that you don't understand
Tighter you hold on, more that it's feeling like quicksand

And I can't help but feel that you don't understand
Oh, more that it's feeling like quicksand, quicksand