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Two Feet Away
I stand two feet away from the edge
Tears and dirt falling upon the wooden box
The treasure of my hearts riches
Stored inside, -- forever to be locked
All that I was
All that I am
Descends with you
Memories have no expiration
Yet my skin is already becoming numb
Sorrows poison flows through my veins
Circulating with no other place to run
All that I was
All that I am
Dries up with you
Now I have to search for you
Without any maps or direction
Will you wait for me in your world?
Please God show some compassion
All that I was
All that I am
Needs to live in you
Embraced by the chill of darkness
Without you there’s no story to tell
How long will I have to wait?
To not stand two feet from hell
Tears and dirt falling upon the wooden box
The treasure of my hearts riches
Stored inside, -- forever to be locked
All that I was
All that I am
Descends with you
Memories have no expiration
Yet my skin is already becoming numb
Sorrows poison flows through my veins
Circulating with no other place to run
All that I was
All that I am
Dries up with you
Now I have to search for you
Without any maps or direction
Will you wait for me in your world?
Please God show some compassion
All that I was
All that I am
Needs to live in you
Embraced by the chill of darkness
Without you there’s no story to tell
How long will I have to wait?
To not stand two feet from hell
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