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