Prisoner of my own thoughts   Of what I think to see   Stinging eyes but I don't know where   Desperation is complete      Invisible voices whispering   Feeding the chameleon in me   Colliding, forsaking myself wandering   Between these identities      Days and nights passing painfully slow   Insomnia, reality   This ceaseless crying of the hunted   It is now fucking chilling me      Desolation taking it's toll   Constantly looking left, right and behind   Spinning round and round and round   My mind is fully redefined      Invisible voices whispering   Feeding the chameleon in me   Colliding, forsaking myself wandering   Between these identities      I'm captured in a dismal world   Within my own lies without an end to reach   Crawling for shelter intoxicated   Nothing I can trust and nothing is what it seems to be   I'm captured in a dismal world   Within my own fucking lies      I'm captured in a dismal world within my own lies   And without an end to reach   Crawling for shelter intoxicated   Nothing I can trust and nothing is what it seems to be      Prisoner of my own thoughts   Of what I think to see   Stinging eyes but don't know   Where desperation is complete      Invisible voices whispering   Feeding the chameleon in me   Colliding, forsaking myself wandering   Between these identities      Days and nights passing painfully slow   Insomnia, reality   This ceaseless crying of the hunted   It is now fucking chilling me      Desolation taking its toll   Constantly looking left, right and behind   Spinning round and round and round   My mind if fully redefined