| It’s days like this I wish that
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| I wish that I had stayed asleep
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| It’s times like these that make it so difficult to be
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| The light at the end, the crack in the sky
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| There’s no promise for release
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| No way for me to get away
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| And all I’m trying to do is breath
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| Searching for something more
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| Searching for something right
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| Searching for a sense of clarity
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| Searching for a place to die!
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| Days like this I really wish
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| I really wish I wasn’t me
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| It’s times like this that make it hard
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| Makes it hard to fucking see
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| No light at the end, no crack in the sky
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| Everyone ends up deceased
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| A life like mine makes a man
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| Turns a grown man to a flea
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| Searching for something more
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| Searching for something right
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| Searching for a sense of clarity
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| Searching for a place to die!
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| Piece by piece, I slowly fade away
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| I slowly drift apart
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| I see a different world, closing in on the future
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| Sorry to be so cynical but it’s all I know
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| Piece by piece, I slowly start to change
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| I slowly start to change!
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| It’s days like this I wish that I, wish that I had stayed asleep
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| It’s times like these that make it so difficult to be
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| No light at the end, no crack in the sky
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| Everyone ends up deceased
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| A life like mine makes a man
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| Turns a grown man to a flea
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| Searching for something more
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| Searching for something right
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| Searching for a sense of clarity
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| Searching for a place to die!
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| Searching for a place to die! |