I've got to climb to the topnNever stop til I reach itnTil I feel that I'm good and that I'm in controlnOf life and my thoughtnWhen I'm not I still preach itnCause they're all gonna see if I start to fall or lose controlnI'm losing control of thisnnI've been balancing on suspended pianosnAnd trying to appear composednIt makes the loudest noise when they begin to crashnWith eyes on me I force a laughnYou come to me and set me freennCross my arms across my chestnThis is not a gift I can acceptnBut I appreciate the sentimentnI worked too hard for righteousnessnTo just lay down while You hand me thisnAnd put my faith in something You call gracenFrom YounnI've been lost inside a cave without a lanternnAt every sound I start to runnFeel my way around the dark without a patternnIf I would wait You'd comenTo rescue me and show the waynnCross my arms across my chestnThis is not a gift I can acceptnBut I appreciate the sentimentnI worked too hard for righteousnessnTo just lay down while You hand me thisnAnd put my faith in something You call gracenFrom YounnSon, you're trying to earnnWhat is far beyond younSon, you're trying to earnnWhat is freely givennnEvery time that you try to just reducenThis to a give and takenYou spit in my facenAnd tell Me that this blood was shed in vain