The Maze

I’ve got some strange ways to deal with changes
It seems my heart is anchored and I’ve forgot
My desires that have put me in this maze locked

Standing at crossroads for how long?
Emptiness is made by chasing the wrong (path)
Survived by eating some dreams alive
And selling out those that made me tired

And days that pulled over my nerves
Made me who I am today

I’ve got some strange ways to deal with changes
It seems my heart is anchored and I’ve forgot
My desires that have put me in this maze locked

Gotta find a way
Out of this maze!

Rusted by sadness, dripping over my head
Palliative choices to know how far I’ll get
But the memories are the scar that never heal
Meaningless reasons to stay where I should forget

And days that pulled over my nerves
Made me who I am today

I’ve got some strange ways to deal with changes
It seems my heart is anchored and I’ve forgot
My desires that have put me in this maze locked

Gotta find a way
Out of this maze!