Lyrics:

The quicksand is rising
I'll drown once more then do it again
Tired of fighting, my war is here
How long has it been?

[Pre-Chorus]:
Right on time (x2)
All is good, all is fine, I hear you call
[Chorus]:
Southern dissolution, come take it away
First I trip, then I fall

Sinking, come save me
No need to pick myself off the ground
Falling to pieces, my misery is where I'll be found

[Pre-Chorus] / [Chorus x2]

Sympathy is where I call my house
Spiraling stairwell where I choose to roam

[Pre-Chorus] / [Chorus x2]