Quicksand

Let me tell you where I’m from
I bet you won’t come

I come from a puddle of tears
Where each drop is filled with nightmarish fears

I come from the street
Where the strong eat the weak

I come from the land of the heartless
Where each dead beat beats deeper into darkness

I come from the land of the dead
Where people take their last breath full of lead

I come from a place where eyes see past you
Into the land of outcasts they cast you

I come from skies of grey
Where you gamble with your life to see another day

I come from a place where most die young
Where only sad songs are sung

I come from hell
Have u ever been there?