LABYRINTH

Life spinning around the old beaten track

Faceless shadows in the night pulling me back

Lost in the echoes

Do these scars seem to suit me well

Or is the weight of this world too much to bear?

Too much to bear

Am I weathered and worn or just born into this spite?

Is it me who's different or is wrong just feeling right?

In this sea of silence where my voice is ripped away

I'm searching for something

Something meaningful

Every glance feels hollow

Like a ghost amongst the crowd

Hope drifts likе whispers

But I can't say them out loud

I am tangled in this hеll

Longing for a home amongst the despair

Amongst the despair

(I am done with the surface it's a…)

I'm done with the surface it's a masquerade

Is it me who's different or is wrong just feeling right?

In this sea of silence where my voice is ripped away

I'm searching for something

I'm done with the surface it's a masquerade