מילים לשיר Freezing Process – Quicksand

Taken to the brink of something.
To wait, to want, it's so bad, and,
Something, but we can't know what.
try something, and,
to get where you want to go.
Looking for results,
moving to slow,
you can't begin, to,
find a way out from the cold,
place you're in. But it suits you,
Symptoms that keep you in,
your condition.
keep you from motion.
Until it's cold,
until you can't go.
slowing you down, Taken by something,
you can't.
but you can't hold on to it,
It slips through your fingers,
can't get a grip,
slips through your hand.
Because they're too cold,
on what's in your sight.
It's like getting old. your condition.
It's like getting told, to, sit, still.
But it suits you,
Symptoms that keep you in,
keep you from motion.
Until it's cold,
slowing you down,
until you can't go.
It's not me. so wrong.
Is there something,
of peace of mindProcess of depraving yourself,.