six feet deep

March 19, 2013
By dylan eddings BRONZE, Sweet Home, Oregon
dylan eddings BRONZE, Sweet Home, Oregon
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as i step out side
and look around
i cant Seee much past this clown
but there's a clown
staring up at me telling me that he cant be beat
its becauSee of you
i drive the needle deep
its becauSee of you
i cant sleep
i got a rock in my pocket
and it talks to me
don't try to save me
I'm six feet deep
so much potential
and none can tell
he would rather sit down
and watch it swell
watch it all just
fade away
he will come out another day
its becauSee of you
he drives the needle deep
its becauSee of you
that he cant sleep
hes got a rock in his poicket
and it makes him fly
don't try to save him
hes six feet deep
so just follow the tracks
up on home
don't bother him
he's getting stoned
likes to watch it all fade away
hes not comin back
not today
its becauSee of you
he drives the needle deep
its becauSee of you
he cant sleep
he has a rock in his pocket
and it talks to him
don't try to save him
hes six feet deep
so when i step out side
i greet the clown
as he smiles at me
i say
you got me beet.
its becauSee of you
i drive the needle deep
its becauSee of you
i cant sleep
i got a rock in my pocket
and it makes me fly
don't try to save me
im six feet deep
its becauSee of you
we drive the needle deep
its becauSee of you
we cant sleep
we got a rock in our pocket
and it talks to us
don't try to sacve us
were six feet deep
don't try to save me im six feet deep


The author's comments:
my father was into drugs and has been to prison one day while i was mad and thinking of people who do meth or herion i wrote this song.

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