The Labyrinth
The mind is a labyrinth With one truth, and many lies It is where happiness is found, along with darkness in its wake The labrinth is my design
It is my escape, the labyrinths where I hid I choose the stakes, I make the lies The labyrinth is my design
Yet a prison it can be, I'm at my own demise Lost within the labyrinths walls I am falling down, like Alice down her hole Muddle up in throughts Everything is grey
Mind of glass, heart of stone Demons come my way Its the only thing that stays the same
Though I am no hero and theres no hope for me, I'll meet you tomorrow at dusk By the hanging tree For the labyrinth that I have made
Will be the end of me