I'm only talking to myself
When I'm alone
All the thunder in my head
Is something I've never shown
I wonder if it would be okay
To give up the masquerade
Live in childish presence
To be - myself in any way
I'm always looking for something else
Don't know what I got till it's gone,
Easy for me to take a chance
And leave all the things I love
I don't feel proud, it's just a part of my disease.
The little voices, in my head is what makes it real
I can't control this material world
Where everything's a chase
If all my split personalities
(are) fake
Then nothing here is real
Could this illusion be a gate
To a bright unselfish a place
Where am I supposed to go now
With a schizophrenic mind
I feel disgusted by myself
Or maybe just the things I do
It's like I'm living two lives
I know, that I have to choose
But everything's so blurry now
And I can't find any peace
I'm giving up on life, and that's
A part that I don't recognize
Oh, I'm living this way
Hoping that the wind will change
Or maybe just blow me away
(Schizophrenic mind)
Could there be half a man
Someone who would understand
I know I've been hurting you
But I just can't help it
I can't control this material world
Where everything's a chase
If all my split personalities
(are) fake
Then nothing here is real
Could this illusion be a gate
To a bright unselfish a place
Where am I supposed to go now
With a schizophrenic mind
Nothing here is real x3
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