The Maze کے بول

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!