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



Right on time

Right on time

All is good, all is fine

I hear you call



Southern dissolution

First I trip

Then I fall



No need to pick myself off the ground

Falling to pieces

My misery is where I'll be found



Right on time

Right on time

All is good, all is fine

I hear you call



Southern dissolution

First I trip

Then I fall



Southern dissolution

First I trip

Then I fall



Sympathy is where I

Call my home

Spiraling stairwell

Where I choose to room



Right on time

Right on time

All is good, all is fine

I hear you call



Southern dissolution

First I trip

Then I fall



Southern dissolution

First I trip

Then I fall