When I am fortunately ever so self-destructive We live inside this labyrinth Waiting to go home 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
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 your self at home 'Cause you wont be leaving soon All your friends are dead and gone And you've got nothing to lose
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