Bully your audience into submission
Coerce allegiance
Accept no concessions
The details you critique
Project your insecurities
I see it in you, I see it in me
The complexities of sadistic narcissism
Playing the victim
Sowing the seeds of derogation
Rumour and speculation abound
Unfounded, unsubstantiated
On shaky ground
But what is reality anyway?
Theatrical performances of loyalty
If people nod along, reluctantly,
What more consent do you really need?
And does it anger me
Beaten at my own games?
Projecting, reflecting
The same insane
I don't know for sure
I feel it somehow
I need to climb out of the quick sand, now
Marty Byrne - Quick Sand 144 Lyrics
Marty Byrne - Quick Sand 144 Lyrics
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Bully your audience into submission
Coerce allegiance
Accept no concessions
The details you critique
Project your insecurities
I see it in you, I see it in me
The complexities of sadistic narcissism
Playing the victim
Sowing the seeds of derogation
Rumour and speculation abound
Unfounded, unsubstantiated
On shaky ground
But what is reality anyway?
Theatrical performances of loyalty
If people nod along, reluctantly,
What more consent do you really need?
And does it anger me
Beaten at my own games?
Projecting, reflecting
The same insane
I don't know for sure
I feel it somehow
I need to climb out of the quick sand, now
Coerce allegiance
Accept no concessions
The details you critique
Project your insecurities
I see it in you, I see it in me
The complexities of sadistic narcissism
Playing the victim
Sowing the seeds of derogation
Rumour and speculation abound
Unfounded, unsubstantiated
On shaky ground
But what is reality anyway?
Theatrical performances of loyalty
If people nod along, reluctantly,
What more consent do you really need?
And does it anger me
Beaten at my own games?
Projecting, reflecting
The same insane
I don't know for sure
I feel it somehow
I need to climb out of the quick sand, now
Writer: Marty Byrne
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