Decadence
Should I turn left, should I turn right
Rounding corners with little to no light
Dark stars up above and round stones down below
The people are all scared and they'll never know
Some sit there and pray
and this is okay
No one is happy
No one is amused
and you don't get to choose
I'm Waiting for day
They all say its another way
Oh the labyrinth of life
From a morning food restaurant
To the hospital bed
The only way out
Is it to be alive or dead?
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