Quicksand Songtext
von Lisa Heller

We crave plastic candy rings
From grocery store cheap vending machines
We wait at the bus stop
Counting change
To barely pay the fare

We don′t complain about it
What good would that do?
We suck it up and shut up
Can never come up for air

Quicksand beneath our feet
American dream sinks slowly
Waiters serving the elite
For their night on the town
While we roam the streets
Quicksand beneath our feet
One more fight, another defeat
Can't withstand this desert heat anymore


They don′t see the pain
Delusional, high society
Blue blood, high class, aristocrats
Where's lady liberty?

We don't complain about it
What good would that do?
We suck it up and shut up
Can never come up for air

Quicksand beneath our feet
American dream sinks slowly
Waiters serving the elite
For their night on the town
While we roam the streets
Quicksand beneath our feet
One more fight, another defeat
Can′t withstand this desert heat anymore

Won′t be your loose change,
You can't let us slip away
Won′t be your loose change,
Don't let us slip away


Quicksand beneath our feet
American dream sinks slowly
Waiters serving the elite
For their night on the town
While we roam the streets
Quicksand beneath our feet
One more fight, another defeat
Can′t withstand this desert heat anymore

(Quicksand) quicksand beneath our feet
American dream sinks slowly
(Quicksand) waiters serving the elite
For their night on the town
While we roam the streets
Quicksand beneath our feet
One more fight, another defeat
Can't withstand this (quicksand) desert heat anymore