Through The Thickness

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2005 - 2006

What makes life more important than death

Why are apologies of what wasn’t accomplished

Always escaping the body in its final breath

Cause, who’s to say the next isn’t as important



I always think about what came and left

And how my eyes and ears were both deaf in their own right

Up until this point, over the duration of the life I’d been wishing away

I couldn’t feel the sand underneath leave as my feet sank



And now I’m in over my head

Scared to death

And now I’m in over my head

Scared to death



If I pushed my hands through the thickness

Would you save me from the decisions that got me here

Without conditions to reinstate my fears if I break them

And take down with them all the reasons as for why I love you

Cause, now I know I do



And now I’m in over my head

Scared to death

And now I’m in over my head

Scared to death



What makes life more important than death

If I pushed my hands through the thickness

Would I find the answer

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