Your hold up in your snail shell
Moving slow towards the sun
You don't know if the weight is worse
Or the distance You have gone
But Your feeling low down and empty
Fumbling your dreams
When a mans got nothing left he
Still don't know what he needs
You're so far down
Pale skin and shattered bones
You're so far down
Tell me how you don't know
The pain from all your madness
Has followed me for days an days
And the pin point dots are markers
Leaving lines along your veins
You know your riding on a slow train
Heading down a written road
And It takes a boy to get there
It takes a man let it go!
You're so far down
Pale skin and shattered bones
You're so far down
Tell me how you don't know
The death that you are dying
Is a pain for me to see
And I've tried and tried to reach you
But you won't answer me
I lay awake at night
Wondering what you've done
I get a phone call in the morning
And I know that you are gone
You're so far down
Buried six feet under ground
You're so far down
Man I hope your soul was found
How ever small your heart became
In your dying days
I'll remember you for who you were
Before you went away
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