I am slowly losing it
Ground it is cracking up
Quicksand’s taking me
To the unknown

Further, further down it goes
My panic attack is close
I’m losing it, oh no
I say

Ah

My sense of direction
Was left behind
Adjusting to the dark
It takes time
Uhh

Ahh

At every end of a tunnel is a light
Sometimes you have to get lost
Sometimes you have to get lost
Get lost, be lost to find yourself

At every end of a tunnel is a light
Omnipresent like the divine
Sometimes you have to get lost
Get lost, be lost to find yourself