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