Climbing up the walls
Eyes so wide they weep
He’ll come down when he falls
He’s scared to go to sleep
Turning till he trips
Has an array of those who follow
Hooked deep in their chests
And conscience he will swallow
Ringleader
Ringleader
Draws the weak, pulls them under
Son of a soul much like his own
An enabler steeped deep, deep in his bones
He walks around the old town
With his head hung low
He’s exactly the same as when I left long ago
Ringleader
Ringleader
Draws the weak, pulls them under
Son of a soul much like his own
An enabled steeped deep in his bones
He walks around the old town
With his head hung low
He’s exactly the same as when I left long ago