Madness can come from the mind or the heartnEnding is never as good as the startnNothing is ever as good as your dreamnNothing is ever as bad asnnPsychological confusionnIs caused by the inabilitynTo reconcile different elementsnIn my own pesonalitynI'm feeling all the wrong things,nI have become my own shadownIf I could justify things,nThen I could believe in my lifennWho am I, what is me, losing my IdentitynWho am I, what is me, something's taking over.nnAll the colours seem so vague now,nSharper now here comes the painnI have wrestled with this nightmare,nNow I live inside a dreamnI'm going through a crisis,nLosing my identitynHow can I reconcile this?nHave I been living a lie?nnWho am I, what is me, losing my IdentitynWho am I, what is me, something's taking over.nnNothing is ever as good as it seemsnNothing is ever as good as your dreamsnEnding is never as good as the startnMadness can come from the mind or the heartnnIdeas I take for granted,nAre they just the seedsnThat someone else has plantednRight inside of mennWho am I, what is me, losing my IdentitynWho am I, what is me, something's taking over.nnWho am I, what is me, losing my IdentitynWho am I, what is me, I am myself no longer