Stand up, take a bow you have No reason to celebrate You’re lost, in the Labyrinth Scream now it’s far too late.
Nothing seems to break the walls down.
One day I want to try a proper maze, like the one in the Goblet of Fire, with less death and magic. Maybe a maze that’s heaps confusing, not able to be beaten by simple keeping a hand constantly on one wall.
I can’t share anything with you, our conversations are enjoyable but never push deeper than the surface. Sure you’ve done things for me, there’s no denying that, but how much have I done for you? I’ve been holding you up every step of the way because you’re so oblivious to all that’s around you.
My best friend is the one mate I’d take away with me on holidays.
Who I could still have fun with when there’s nothing left to do.