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It's days like this I wish that I, wish that I had stayed asleep,
It's nights like these that make it, so difficult to be,
A light at the end, a crack in the sky, there's no promise for release,
A way for me to get away, and all I've gotta do is bleed.

Searching, for something more.
Searching, for something right.
Searching, for a sense of clarity.
Searching, for a place to die.

Days like this I really wish, really wished I wasn't me,
Times like this they make it hard, make it hard to fuckin' see,
No light at the end, no crack in the sky, everyone ends up deceased,
A life like mine makes a man, turns a grown man to a flea.

Searching, for something more.
Searching, for something right.
Searching, for a sense of clarity.
Searching, for a place to die.

Piece by piece,
I slowly fade away,
I slowly drift apart.

I feel different, walls closing in on the future,
Sorry to be so cynical,
IT'S ALL I KNOW.

Piece by piece,
I slowly start to change,
I slowly start to change,
I SLOWLY START TO CHANGE.

It's days like this I wish that I, wish that I had stayed asleep,
It's nights like these that make it, so difficult to be,
No light at the end, no crack in the sky, everyone ends up deceased,
A life like mine makes a man, turns a grown man to a flea.

Searching, for something more.
Searching, for something right.
Searching, for a sense of clarity.
Searching, for a place to die.

SEARCHING FOR A PLACE TO DIE
It's days like this I wish that I, wish that I had stayed asleep,   It's nights like these that make it, so difficult to be,   A light at the end, a crack in the sky, there's no promise for release,   A way for me to get away, and all I've gotta do is bleed.      Searching, for something more.   Searching, for something right.   Searching, for a sense of clarity.   Searching, for a place to die.      Days like this I really wish, really wished I wasn't me,   Times like this they make it hard, make it hard to fuckin' see,   No light at the end, no crack in the sky, everyone ends up deceased,   A life like mine makes a man, turns a grown man to a flea.      Searching, for something more.   Searching, for something right.   Searching, for a sense of clarity.   Searching, for a place to die.      Piece by piece,   I slowly fade away,   I slowly drift apart.      I feel different, walls closing in on the future,   Sorry to be so cynical,   IT'S ALL I KNOW.      Piece by piece,   I slowly start to change,   I slowly start to change,   I SLOWLY START TO CHANGE.      It's days like this I wish that I, wish that I had stayed asleep,   It's nights like these that make it, so difficult to be,   No light at the end, no crack in the sky, everyone ends up deceased,   A life like mine makes a man, turns a grown man to a flea.      Searching, for something more.   Searching, for something right.   Searching, for a sense of clarity.   Searching, for a place to die.      SEARCHING FOR A PLACE TO DIE