Black marble tiles
Shiny dark eyes
Reflections glooming bright
We can walk for hours
Without knowing where we are
In the Labyrinth of thought
Things get lost
Lost without a trace
In the middle of the chase
Things get lost
An island can be huge
It won't matter to refuse
White marble stairs
Leading nowhere
Overwhelmingly unfair
We can talk for hours
Without knowing what we say
In this silly little game
Things get lost
Lost without a trace
In the middle of the chase
Things get lost
An island can be huge
It won't matter to refuse
Pink marble fire
It might go insane
Addicted to the pain
I can search for hours
But the more I do explore,
the less I know what for
Things get lost
Lost without a trace
In the middle of the chase
Things get lost
An island can be huge
It won't matter to refuse
