I feel the oppression, every time that I fake
How time is changing what I am
I look in the mirror, I don't know what I see
Where is the man that I was been

Sometimes I feel
That the things that I love
Are the things that I hate
And sometimes I learn
That I'm torn up inside
And the man that I am
Is the man that I don't know

The silence inside me, quiet and deep
So loud in my ears, all those bleam
Excite is counting me, paralyzing my mind
High on the ground, I still fall

Sometimes I feel
That the things that I love
Are the things that I hate
And sometimes I learn
That I'm torn up inside
And the man that I am
Is the man that I don't know

Sometimes I feel
That the things that I love
Are the things that I hate
And sometimes I learn
That I'm torn up inside
And the man that I am
Is the man that I don't know

The silence, so quiet and deep