Caught in the mirror, two sides war
One seeks peace, one craves more
Whispers soft, shout so hard
A soul patched up with battle scars
Silent screams in the dead of night
Torn by shadows, chased by light
Rock my mind like a tempest sea
Which voice to trust, which part is me?
I'm standing on the edge of who I am
(Who I Am)
Falling feels like flying till I land
('til I land)
Why does breaking free feel just like a chain?
Caught in the storm, dancing in the rain
Echoes loud in silent halls
Reflections fight in mirrored walls
One hides truth, one speaks in lies
A duel beneath the same disguise
Every step forward pulls me back
Colors fade into black
Battle lines drawn inside my head
Between what's done and what's said
I'm standing on the edge of who I am
(Who I Am)
Falling feels like flying till I land
('til I land)
Why does breaking free feel just like a chain?
Caught in the storm, dancing in the rain
(in the rain)
Can I reconcile?
Can I make amends?
With the darkest parts that I defend?
Is there a middle ground where I can stand?
Or is this conflict who I am?
I'm standing on the edge of who I am
(Who I Am)
Falling feels like flying till I land
('til I land)
Why does breaking free feel just like a chain?
Caught in the storm, dancing in the rain
Can I reconcile?
Can I make amends?
With the darkest parts that I defend?
Is there a middle ground where I can stand?
Or is this conflict who I am?
Can I reconcile?
Can I make amends?
With the darkest parts that I defend?
Is there a middle ground where I can stand?
Or is this conflict who I am?
I'm standing on the edge of who I am
(Who I Am)
Falling feels like flying 'til I land
('til I land)
Why does breaking free feel just like a chain?
Caught in the storm, dancing in the rain