Silkworm - Quicksand lyrics

Ever wonder why there's an end to it Clockwise slipping down a clogged drain In that period two dimensions out of three Tried to fit it like a broken chain The mirror can't explain to the crowd Just how the con went down Tonight's act is in a double-lined garbage bag For your pleasure with a top hat and cane In the quicksand it's on land and offshore Ever wonder why people disappear s**ed under by the day's tight undertow A thick accumulation of boredom and fear On a raft made out of rotten sticks Caught on a sea of bad risks Catch it soon Is that the seventh wave Don't dawdle over twice-tried failures Have you ever seen how those wolves behave Quicksand you're on land and you're offshore Ever wonder why there's a house that sits As empty as the day that someone finished building it Birds on the highway Rat on the porch They're singing to the people who used to live next door They don't answer that phone anymore The quicksand is on land and offshore