Well, they’re saying that I’ve won
But I don’t see the victory in what I’ve done
I climbed atop a tower just to see the sun
I’ve been around the world, but I still don’t know why I run

I bleed like any man
But all anyone sees is the lightning in my hands
I dug a hole in the dirt just to find some peace
But I was in the earth, just like the earth was in me

And I set myself on fire everyday
Just to remind myself that I am made of clay
I will become hard, and it will stay
I will dry and crack, and I will eventually break

I live in a house made of gold
She sure is a beautiful sight to behold
I love how she looks, but I sold my soul
I shine like the sun, but I am cold