Try to meet me up on that mountain somethings Telling me I shouldn't go up there Calling like a sirens song sweet and soothing But cant lead me to beware Why would I be thinking that somethings up there Really wish I knew what Id conquered Trying to put it off as a form of distraction But itd lead me to far in despair Acing of the hallways mumbling under my breath Wishing I could tear it from myself Just when I was up on that mountain all I had was on the other side wasn't And feelin of the other things scratched up like the awful thing of company I wish that I could even stop thinking about it Or even have a stop from its calling I start to see a side of ya(y) worth exploring I start to see the side of mee Staring at the mirror wish I saw something else Reflecting so degrading of myself You can tell me its all its own Such a sarcred gift to own Cast it off and its gotten old old old AHHHHHHHAHHH Kinda wish that I was more brave and focused Kinda hope this wasnt so easy Cannot stop thinking about climbing that mountain Does you see what I can see? Sitting at the table with my head in my face Wishing I could tear it all away You can tell me its all been told Such a sacred gift to own Cast it off and its gotten old old old