A never-ending tread, married to the dread, in spite of all the roads I've traveled
Standing in the rain, circling the drain, imagining the threads unravel
Apprehension toils, can't enjoy the spoils when my annihilation's calling
Ascending from the rough may never be enough if all I dream about is falling

When will I wake up

No matter how many mountains that I climb I always feel so cold
Will I ever be satisfied with conquering my goal
The pedestal is up so high that I can't even see
And I am simply terrified that this could be my destiny

Satisfaction that I seek is always out of reach, a mystery I'll never know
Burning at both ends just to make amends and I'm goin' up in smoke
The higher that I fly, I never feel alive, the emptiness is overwhelming
Ascending from the rough may never be enough if all I dream about is falling

When will I wake up

No matter how many mountains that I climb I always feel so cold
Will I ever be satisfied with conquering my goal
The pedestal is up so high that I can't even see
And I am simply terrified that this could be my destiny

When will I wake up

No matter how many mountains that I climb I always feel so cold
Will I ever be satisfied

No matter how many mountains that I climb I always feel so cold
Will I ever be satisfied with conquering my goal
The pedestal is up so high that I can't even see
And I am simply terrified that this could be my destiny