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My warning meant nothing.
You're dancing in quicksand.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering?
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?
You're wading knee deep and going in.
You're wading knee deep and going in.

This bog is sticking, these things are getting locked in.
'Cause you're a stupid, belligerent fucker.
This bog is thick and these things are getting locked in.
'Cause you're a dumb and belligerent fucker.
I hope it sucks you down. down...down...down...

My warning meant nothing.
You're dancing in quicksand.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering?
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?
You're wading knee deep and going in.
And you may never come back again.

This bog is sticking, these things are getting locked in.
'Cause you're a stupid, belligerent fucker.
This bog is thick and these things are getting locked in.
'Cause you're a dumb and belligerent fucker.
I hope it sucks you down. down...down...down...

I hope it sucks you, fucker, I hope it sucks you down.

Wandering, wandering, no one even invited you in.
You're still stumbling, suffocate, suffocate,
Why don't you get away?
Wandering around, who let you in?
No one even invited you in.
You're still stumbling, suffocate, suffocate,
Why don't you get out while you can?
No one told you to come.

My warning meant nothing.
You're dancing in quicksand.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering?
Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?
You're wading knee deep and going in.
And you may never come back again
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