The rumours are true
Every word, every lie
Of heart and to the bone
That I am nothing more
And forever more
A hear that is filled
With love and a bit of hate
A mind that is filled
With madness and a bit of sadness
A soul that is filled
With peace and a bit of war
An ego that is filled
With pride and a bit of doubt
The rumours are true
Every word, every lie
Of heart and to the bone
That I am…
Exactly what they say I am