Sensation of Guilt

You have to reap what you sow
And perhaps, perhaps you will grow
You have to claim that guilt
And accept it as your own
Oh, why did you come to me, my son?
Why did you come to me, my son?
What’s your sin? What have you done?
Have you done as you deem right?
What ails you, son? What is your plight?
Oh, why did you come to me, my son?
Don’t wanna live forever
Don’t wanna die too young
Too many places that I haven’t been
Too many places that I haven’t seen for so long
For all this time, it’s been building up
Like the seven seas in a very small cup
Sedated, I was dead, I was numb
Now I got some luggage and it weighs a ton
Why did you come to me, my son?
Hold your ground, don’t falter, don’t leave
Never forget what it was like to believe
I’m gonna persevere
After all, it’s only fear
Oh, why did you come to me, my son?
Looks like I don’t need you no more