i know that you've been searching
for me elsewhere
in the cracks beneath your feet

and in the spaces between walls
in the dark wells of the mirror
(in the space i used to stand)

i know that you've been searching
for me elsewhere
in the black pits of my mind

where the tar of my emotions
swirls black and ever thicker
where i retreat to hide from life

(i have the reaper in my heart)
and black tar pits for eyes
i have the cold heart of the lost ones

(and no love to tear us apart)
i know that you've been searching
in the spaces between words

but let me tell you
theres nothing there to read.
there to read.


(well i know that you've been searching
and you've looked inside your heart

but under oceans and in coffins
is a better place to start
better place to start.)


you can't begin to know the depths
of the abyss

until you've lost it all
until you've seen yourself
'cause that reflection

just ain't what it used to be
it sure as hell ain't what i want to see


(well i know that you've been searching
and you've looked inside your heart
but under oceans and in coffins

is a better place to start)

heart break is the burden i bear

and the bottle's is the blood i smear
oh
just burdens

just guilt
just loss
and just fear


(well i know that you've been searching
and you've looked inside your heart

but under oceans and in coffins
is a better place to start
well i know that you've been searching

and you've looked inside your heart
but under oceans and in coffins
is a better place to start)