Madness can come from the mind or the heart Ending is never as good as the start Nothing is ever as good as your dream Nothing is ever as bad as Psychological confusion Is caused by the inability To reconcile different elements In my own pesonality I'm feeling all the wrong things, I have become my own shadow If I could justify things, then I could believe in my life Who am I, what is me, losing my Identity. Who am I, what is me, Something's taking over. All the colours seem so vague now, sharper now here comes the pain I have wrestled with this nightmare, now I live inside a dream I'm going through a crisis, losing my identity How can I reconcile this Have I been living a lie Who am I, what is me, losing my Identity. Who am I, what is me, Something's taking over. Nothing is ever as good as it seems Nothing is ever as good as your dreams The ending is never as good as the start Madness can come from the mind or the heart Ideas that I take for granted, are they just the seeds That some one else has planted, right inside of me Who am I, what is me I am myself no longer