Quicksand

I'm the obsessor Holding your hand It seems you have forgotten About your man Alone in the darkness My bed's a different land Your touch intensifies And I'm in the Quicksand I'm in the Quicksand I'm in the Quicksand You're the upsetter Stroking my hand What's my position? I don't understand Am I your possession? Am I in demand? Oh when you turn to me I'm in the Quicksand You, you moved into my mind again You, you're walking around rent free Oooh Oh I could let you stay But I'm walking on broken ground again Oh oh when will I learn? All you do is kick me back in the dirt Ooooh Oooooh Ooooh ooooh I'm in the Quicksand