Distant multitudes of where we hold ourselves

We take up a reason to know ourselves

But a life long journey will come to an end

When we figure out our world is pretend

So you wonder why the good die young

They're good because they've figured out the game

Once you know where you can run

Everyone will lose their name

Its a maze we live in

Through the days we live on

If we raise the question

It will be the last one

We can't find a reason

We can't stop the bleeding

Every page we're turning

Another soul's retreating

We are stuck in our own problems we cause

Because we're close minded in our ways

Somehow this faithful beating doesn't pause

Somehow every single person falls

Don't anyone save our souls

The answer remains in our skulls

When we open it we find a hole

The nonexistent question unfolds

Its a maze we live in

Through the days we live on

If we raise the question

It will be the last one

We can't find a reason

Nothing to believe in

Every page we're turning

Another soul's deceiving

Another soul is grieving

Another soul is grieving

Another soul is grieving

Its a maze we live in

Through the days we live on

If we raise the question

It will be the last one