Ever wonder why it's ice cold up top?
I've been wanting it forever, well, ever since I can recall.
It's something I dream about, but why bother?
I wake up, and suddenly, the reveries are slaughtered.
I climb the highest mountains, but I can stilll never reach.
I wish for eternal sleep, or forever, I weep.
Ever wonder why it's ice cold up top?
It's not the fact that we get up there then flop.
To arise is one thing, but people only want the highest of all heights
It's a danger zone, though, only a place for our plights.
The sick and twisted part is that they don't want to see our downfall
They just simply do not want a part of us at all.
Because once you're on top there isn't anything left.
A waste of your life, a waste of your quest.
It's bitter once you reach the acme
Up there, it's bitter-cold and snowy.
I wish for that one, last bittersweet taste.