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two steps from home
two steps from home could lead you to roam, maybe the high road is the way you need to go. waiting for life is like a disease with you in it's hold , leaving you cold. because you don't need to know, you don't need to grow you don't need to go and you don't need to know. two steps from home is nowhere to go, pack up your nothing, have a seat and loosen your load waiting for life is like a disease with you in it's hold , leaving you cold. because you don't need to know, you don't need to grow you don't need to go and you don't need to know. find a sunny day, find a way to reach for the world, you know, on your own. find another way, find a way to stand up to all that holds you at home, all alone, and unknown, just a bone on the skeleton in someone elses closet. well, you know. two steps from home is nowhere to go, pack up your nothing, have a seat and loosen your load by the horizon you can see the end of the road, the one thing you're owed, you better be sure and free of your doubt just leave it to me, the real in your life.
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