Slip by Quicksand - Album Lyrics & Tracks

7 ContributorsUnfulfilled LyricsTo stand the test of time

To stand alone

To be without the glue

That keeps us glued together

And feeling so excrementable

It only goes to show you

How many ways you don't know you

When the bad sets in

I could use some sleep

Resting, falling

Falling deeper than deep

 

We miss the point to carry on

We miss the point

To carry on where

 

Things you love but did not get

And all the times you've been upset by

Unfulfilled dreams and visions

And the guilt for your wrong decisions

 

It's so hard to pry away

Pry out from under all the lies

And distractions of the world

You've seen what they can do

But you can't see your way out

 

 

We miss the point to carry on

All things fall through

That how it feels when you hear the sound of disappointment

So unsatisfied

When the sight's set higher

Some can't achieve, don't believe

There is no light at the end at all

There is no light at the end at all

There is no light

 

Time to reach out for what's real

It's easy to miss

Insist you shouldn't follow the first thing you feel

6 ContributorsToo Official LyricsGive someone some piece of your mind

Shine it, shine what you've been assigned

Has your identity sold out?

Sit in the back and make no sound

This earth will swallow you down

 

Honest it makes you sick

You don't act on, on what you think's right

Honestly want to kick down

Doors that keep you in

 

Let your hair down

Sometimes relax your stiff posture

Or so they say, all work no play makes you dull

Chance to change the patterns we're born to

A fear of appearing too concerned

Try to speak, but the words just get stuck

 

Honest it makes you sick

You don't act on, on what you think's right

Honestly want to kick down

Doors that keep you in

 

Each time you get to raise your hand for changes you don't know your luck

So put yourself to use like

You were taught by, by your heroes

 

 

You speak your mind, that's something

You speak your mind, that's something

We don't get it too often