To the Top

What do you need my friend?
Your tongue’s been twisted and I can’t even see you in-
a single phrase running free through your teeth.
We are our own worst enemies.
We look to draw a safe haven as we go through hell and back again.
What do you think you need my friend?
What else can you hold inside your hands,
when your eyes hunger for a world that you’ve been so caged in?
You must know, that who dies with the most toys cannot win.
I can’t tell if you are listening. Think of what you need again.
Higher and higher, we find ourselves climbing in
to the nest of liars, demons clothed in angel’s skin.
to the top, to the top, I’ll race you stumbling.
Got to drop, got to drop down or become stuck within.
Stop, and let yourself listen.
With all this movement you’ve brought on it welcomes motion sickness.
This freedom, it wears a whole within your heart.
Remove the blinders from your eyes, they plan to tear your world apart.
Higher and higher, we find ourselves climbing in
to the nest of liars, demons clothed in angel’s skin.
to the top, to the top, I’ll race you stumbling.
Got to drop, got to drop down or become stuck within.
Grow, let us grow, let’s reform these tapered ends.
When the world is kneeling at your feet let your hair down again.
Sow; let us sow the seeds of life so that we can stand.
Only on the best of earth will you learn to love again.
What do you want? Do you want; do you want, do you?
Higher and higher, we find ourselves climbing in
to the nest of liars, demons clothed in angel’s skin.
to the top, to the top, I’ll race you stumbling.
Got to drop, got to drop down or become stuck within.
Higher and higher, we find ourselves climbing in
to the nest of liars, demons clothed in angel’s skin.
to the top, to the top, I’ll race you stumbling.
Got to drop, got to drop down or become stuck within.
What do you want? Do you want; do you want, do you?
What do you want? Do you want; do you want, do?