My grief like a ceremony A few times a week lays it's sword upon me All I seek is a chance to change the story To fall asleep and anticipate the morning I guess it's supposed to be a test of who resigns And who can steadily keep pushing down the line There is a place for me A place for us all Through the evenings hold out for the resolve And at night the sheets they creep through all of me To find meaning The possibilities of I And patiently wait for this to make sense to me Get stuck waiting Play the lottery Keep my head down and wait for an opening The day lives in the mouths of phantoms Treachery often smiles handsome Try to save enough to pay the ransom The disconnect plays a lonely anthem And I just wanna be a man who can decide And hold things close to me without the weight of pride I give it everything but when results arrive It is clear to me I've yet to get it right And at night the sheets they creep through all of me To find meaning The possibilities of I And patiently wait for this to make sense to me Get stuck waiting Keep playing the lottery One of these days I'll die One of these days we'll all die One of these days I'll die One of these days we'll all die And at night the sheets they creep through all of me To find meaning The possibilities of I And patiently wait for this to make sense to me Get stuck waiting