(Got) no excuse for being all alone
Want to have arms like Sylvester Stallone
I don’t want my head on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Cause I already went to another zone
A coloured maze
Gives me joy and grace
A coloured maze
It’s a thing you should face, a fine place
Well, you know we’re living in misery
It sounds so bittersweet to me
We have no reason to get excited
These ghosts come here uninvited
A coloured maze
Gives me joy and grace
A coloured maze
It’s a thing you should face, a fine place
You got no reason…
You got no reason to pull me down…
A coloured maze
Gives me joy and grace
A coloured maze
It’s a thing you should face, a fine place
Nowadays I feel fully-grown
Some things you never want to show `em
The stuff I discover is more intense
Come on here sweetheart and dance…
In a coloured maze
It gives me joy and grace
A coloured maze
It’s a thing you should face, a fine place