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