Few and Far Between

Never been here before and it's darker than what I was told
 From the depths I can feel a grip that might hold
 It's called "excuse", "lies" and "one more time"
 On the surface it's burning but I'm holding my breath just fine 

And the walls waiting to be climbed 

Half the steps leading nowhere
 Half the steps going spare 

No wonder you've been found
 Walking away with broken legs
 To find out the sige has been laid
 Walking away with broken legs
 To witness the directions fade 

Walking away with broken legs
 The one who started now begs 

Moving on disguised is being wrapped up in lies
 Too far to retreat and avoisd the wages
 Between two sides to end up despised
 Repeat until satisfied or bear the stages 

Walking away with broken legs
 The one who started now begs