The Boy

The Boy who has it all Wants more and more and more and more He built a ladder to Observe and strip his people to the bone He can't even relax With troubles of a nothing on his mind So how can I believe it's all in him and not in me? What is the reason for the falling sky And I can see you climb Pick up your septor The boy, the boy The boy who has it all He builds a wall to separate and hide He built a ladder to escape the very world that he creates He can't even relax with troubles of a nothing on his mind So how can I believe it's all in him and not in me? What is the reason for the fallen sky And I can see you climb Pick up your septor I reject the boy Can we go to a place Are you having a way Where the walls of perception fall out of grace For you are the antithesis of the power of truth in this world And I will bleed, I will bleed for you What is the reason for the falling sky And I can see you climb Pick up your septor I reject the The boy