| It’s days like this I wish that | 
| I wish that I had stayed asleep | 
| It’s times like these that make it so difficult to be | 
| The light at the end, the crack in the sky | 
| There’s no promise for release | 
| No way for me to get away | 
| And all I’m trying to do is breath | 
| 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 | 
| I really wish I wasn’t me | 
| It’s times like this that make it hard | 
| Makes it hard to fucking 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 see a different world, closing in on the future | 
| Sorry to be so cynical but it’s all I know | 
| Piece by piece, 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 times 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! |