Means End - Crimson Interloper lyrics

How do you know I'm mad? You must be, or you wouldn't have come here. My eyes widen as I step through into another world, lucid unlike one's dreams. It seems familiar but not quite. Has something changed during the night? I do feel a little different now that I think about it. But if I'm not the same today as I was yesterday, how can I allay thoughts cast in disarray? a shifting identity? I'm afraid I can't explain myself because I'm not myself, you see? Treading through with a curious gait, the vagrant mask I wear negates the world. Simulacrum of a man, (maybe the shadow is the one who casts the man?) springing from the shadow; paint a picture of me that fits the frame so I can blend into the madness. Endless regression. Treading through with a curious gait, the vagrant mask I wear negates the world. Can it really be that everone is crazy, or is it only me that's out of my mind? Does that question even make sense? No. Treading through with a curious gait, the vagrant mask I wear negates the world. If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see???