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i put my life on hold and took you home, good sense shot down i placed you on a throne, where was the wheel that kept me on the road, the force of nature preventing overload, so don't you know i've been dressed to kill, if you got the tools be careful what you build, when the arrow's in the bull's-eye every time, it's hard assuming that the archer's blind, my quicksand, let me introduce you, to my final stand, i went to paris once, i thought i had a plan, i woke up with an accent, i wound up in quicksand, my quicksand, i was full of foreign notions at the start, there was never once, when i was off my guard, for any ghost of every poet in the ground, there's one like me, to buy the guys a round, my quicksand, let me introduce you, to my final stand, i went to paris once, i thought i had a plan, i woke up with an accent, i wound up in quicksand, my quicksand, i'm going down, you and me together going down, it's not what i'd been told about this town, that when you least expect if you can drown, in quicksand, my quicksand, my quicksand, let me introduce you, to my final stand, i went to paris once, i thought i had a plan, i woke up with an accent, i wound up in quicksand, my quicksand, my quicksand

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Artist: elton john