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