i wanna start another day
i want something that holds my breath for long
and i want some piece of your emotional healing
you're a little sick, you tell me everyday
your feeding out on me
on my sad misfit behaviour
so i want to start another day
want to belong to a better grey tune
to make it a little harder on everybody else, i want to make it harder
for i have this cold breeze in my lungs
and i want it to let it spread like a disease
i want some nice and clean cut death from this life
to your life... to them lives... to them bones
i want to wake up in another day
solid grey...
for it's all a little colder now
in this land of heat and sorrow i move aorund
to find out
i'm on my own till the day i die...
i want to wake up and sail away
