| On top of the world, on top of it all,
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| trying to feel invincible
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| Dying on top of the world
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| I remember the nights
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| Caught up in dreaming my 'goodbyes'
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| Watching the door for anything more
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| than an ordinary life
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| I remember the days, days, days
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| New beginnings on an open 'page'
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| With something to prove and nothing to lose,
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| not a soul to betray
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| Here I am
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| Living a dream that I can’t hold
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| Here I am on my own
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| On top of the world, on top of it all,
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| trying to feel invincible
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| I’m dying on top of the world
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| I remember the lies
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| Caught up in building 'paradise'
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| The angels were slaves and demons behaved and
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| Everything was alright
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| Here I am
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| Living a dream that I can’t hold
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| Here I am on my own
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| On top of the world, on top of it all,
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| trying to feel invincible
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| On top of the world on top of it all,
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| trying to feel invicible
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| I’m dying on top of the world
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| I hear the crowds beneath me
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| I’m wishing they could reach me
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| But I’m 'on top of the world'
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| Up here I’m dying alone
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| Inside the walls of gold, outside of happiness
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| It’s all been a show, too late to confess
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| No room for heart and soul,
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| no room for innocence, innocence
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| On top of the world, on top of it all,
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| trying to feel invincible
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| But I’m dying on top of the world |