Verse 1 Life is a treasure hunt, dressed as a maze Gold at the center, wrapped in the haze I was born with a map I could never read right So I burned it for warmth on the coldest night Pre-Chorus They say seek and you’ll find it — they never said where They just handed me shadows and called it a prayer Chorus LIFE IS A TREASURE HUNT! Dig till your hands turn to bone LIFE IS A TREASURE HUNT! And the X marks a throne that’s your own Nobody gives you the answer — you steal it, or you starve alone Verse 2 I’ve kissed every idol and buried the rest Wore Wilde’s own smirk on a Blake-broken chest Keats coughed up beauty and called it a curse I’m choking on wonder — is that better, or worse? Bridge (spoken, Morrison-esque) There’s a door in the dirt and a key in your teeth Nobody told you the map… was beneath Final Chorus LIFE IS A TREASURE HUNT! So dig till the dark turns to dawn LIFE IS A TREASURE HUNT! And the prize… is that you carried on
