Cold as ice
White like snow
The air outside is catching bold
People talk and they cant see
Its hearing things that makes sense to me
Could it be something or could we be insane
Im such a fan of being my own self
Seems that it gets in the way of being someone else
You cant judge me for taking my sweet time, I dont let life escape me I just keep on skipping lines
Catch me if you can Im hard to chase
In a kaleidoscope world, you quicken your pace
Could it be painless this time
And could you be to blame
Im such a fan of being my own self
Seems that it gets in the way of being someone else
You cant judge me for taking my sweet time, I dont let life escape me I just keep on skipping lines
Could this be
It for me
Could I see
The end
Im such a fan of being my own self
Seems that it gets in the way of being someone else
You cant judge me for taking my sweet time, I dont let life escape me I just keep on skipping lines