six feet above
life is like a riddle of the hardest sortas we try to find the answers that we are searching for
sometimes things go sour and the load to much to bare
but still I know that God has always been there
I bless him for the day light even though the clouds are grey
and praise him that his given me yet another day
its hard to say thank you when the world is upside down
but at least I'm still standing six feet above ground.
That is why I praise you my God you love me so
so much more than even I shall surely ever know
why do you still love me with all my constante complaning
at every little problem that I am currently facing
maybe thats the reason the rain is falling down
but at least I am still standing six feet above ground.
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