IRC-Galleria

We are unfortunately ever so self-destructive
We live inside this labyrinth
Waiting to go home
Labyrinth, oh labyrinth

Your worst is what we'd might expect from you
And in your twisted walls you sing out of tune
"Come in"

Labyrinth oh labyrinth

Your most is what we'd not expect from you
And in your tired walls you sing out of tune

"Come in make yourself at home"
'Cause you wont be leaving soon.
All your friends are dead and gone
And you've got nothing to lose."