What's it like to sit down on mountain Searching for answers high up in sky, oh-oh What's the point of all the crying? It doesn't look like happiness found you Here you are in the spotlight, and it's blinding And you can't seem to hide away What's like claiming life in a bubble? Just don't make the wrong move, or it will pop What's the point if you're lying up alone anyway Even if you're now comfortable? Hear you in the spotlight and it's bling And you can't seem to hide away And remain please Put your cards down now The game is over Your remaining please Take your bag of lies The show is over Here you are in the spotlight and it's blinding And you can't seem to hide away And here we are in the darkness, and it's frightening And we can't seem to escape