I'm walking through those empty halls again
Walking between those white-blank walls again
There are no pictures here
No way to clarify the memories
I call out desperately, begging you to hear my voice
But there's no one here.
I'm calling your name, asking you to please answer
Waiting for you to appear behind me,
To comment on how stupid I look.
I even turn to yell at you.
But there's no one here.
I feel trapped between these walls
Locked in these pristine halls
Lost in a maze of familiar normality.
Your name leaves my lips to echo against the paint
I know you're not going to be there
No matter how much I cry out for you
You're not real
In my mind I shot you down with the rest of the illusion.